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I’ve been hooked on True Blood, although I’ve already mentioned in an earlier post. I finished the entire first season in the span of two days. What can I say, it’s a great show. Sookie is my girl, and I happen to think she has the best, funniest scream I’ve ever heard. I’m tackling season 2 within the next few days, although I don’t know how studying for finals would fit into that schedule…
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I don’t agree with the entire list, but I love a handful of them so I don’t mind.
I’m tired, today has certainly worn me out. Failed my French essay. Brought my already hideous grade down even lower. Felt like bawling and curling up in my bed with my knees to my chest. Resisted said tears. Brushed it off for a few hours. Got disappointed when a friend of mine got rejected from Student Achievement. Parents didn’t seem care about being late to picking me up, which meant I had to wait for an eternity and soak in the sun. (Two things I resent: sun and waiting.) Thanks to a friend, I was able to be home by around three in the afternoon. Finally got to release the tears I’ve been holding back all day. Cleaned my room. Finally got to start watching True Blood, which is fantastic. I’m trying to get all caught up with the first two seasons before the third one begins. I’ve only seen one so far, but I already want more!
Anyway, this whole post is choppy and a mess but I suppose that’s fitting considering how this day has been going. I’m exhausted and I have barely gotten any sleep all week. My eyes are droopy and I noticed newly formed wrinkles under my eyes the other day and it’s been bothering me ever since. I had never noticed how my lack of a normal sleeping pattern has aged me. It’s not looking too pretty, and to be honest I’m a little terrified. Especially since I once read an article on Yahoo! about how people who get less than six hours of sleep have higher chances of dying. Yeah. I’m freaked out. Doesn’t mean I don’t like to sleep.. I just don’t like doing it at night. I could certainly do it all day, and I actually have.
I don’t know where this is going, but I seem to be rambling on and on. My mom asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner with the rest of the family later tonight, but… That was already a few hours ago and she still hasn’t told me if we’re still going or not. Either way, I’m fine sitting here, being my numb, zombie self.
For the time being, at least.
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