rock bottom

i see you. a tinge of excitement. which vaporizes within seconds. i dont get it. it isn't supposed to be like that. and yet, when i see him, i feel a sense of warmth. comfy warmth. it ain't sposed to b like tt. no way. this is the death track. and i'm currently stepping on it.

im dead tired. stoned. numb. i cant think. i dont even want to. geog quiz was an utter bore. hats down to RI who wins a million correct answers and a trophy of pride. their intelligence is outside my compassion. amazingly, none of the girls schools made it to the final round. n they say geog is a girly subject.

im dead tired. and yet i have to drag my ass to church for rehearsal in ten. once again, my easily-agreeable nature has put me in a spot that i wouldnt wanna b in. what is it with me and the word 'no'? we cant seem to find each other.

did i mention i hate lizards? HATEHATEHATE. yea i think i did. n yet i seem to have an affinity with lizards. one popped up next to my seat during geog lecture today. i successfully convinced myself that it was a fake lizard, until it moved its legs and crawled down to the 1st row seats. it was the ugliest grossest biggest most disgusting lizard i've ever seen. pink with bulging eyes. the funny thing was: i got scolded for screaming by mr lynn, and yet he evacuated the entire 1st row upon freaking out at the lizard himself. :) i think the south africans in the class thot we were chickens or something.