Ooohh ..... my spine ........ >.

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[Angel.]


Oohh.... I like.

Today was crappy. I tried to be happy, but it just went belly-up and plook. My braid/spike necklace broke _again_, I had to fix it with a pair of scissors in leiu of needlenose pliers, I fell asleep in English again and now I have to read what I missed in Death of a Salesman. And then I had the worst experience of the morning;

Math 31. Trigonometry. *shudder* Damn pi.

And work was _insane_. I hardly had time to sit down, and now I'm absolutely wasted. Okay, special note: in my vocabulary, 'wasted' means dead tired. 'Plastered' is my term for drunk.

But Amy was nice enough to bring us all supper. Sticky rice and BBQ pork buns. _Good_ stuff.

I haven't had a chance to write or draw, and I'm annoyed by that.

Have you ever felt like you've been chained up and are absolutely helpless no matter how hard you try and break free? You see someone in front of you, in worse pain than you could ever be, and you can't do anything. You can't even move. Perhaps that's why my bones feel so heavy. Like someone's dumped a heavy weight on my shoulder, but not before they've beaten me in the head with it enough to be disoriented enough to not know what to do next.

I feel like Kouryou on a bad day ..... I feel like listening to 'In the End'. It's a perfect song for her. Unfortunately, I don't have a copy. So I'll just hum it in my head.

*yawn* 'Night.