Speaking common english.

my grades are slipping and on saturday i'm going for blood tests to figure out what's wrong with me and my constant need to either...
A. sleep all day all night and never wake up
B. Lay awake and contemplate life death and everything in between
C. not being able to consentrate for my life.



my doctor thinks i'm anemic
my mom thinks i have mono. {again}
i think i'm going crazy.




i have an audition at fourish for coffeehouse
i've memorized half the song
i work at four thirty to close
don't worry i'm not contagious
my ice cream isn't infected with a cancerous virus that may or may not turn you into a zombie.
jcoops car is at his house so i'm wondering if he's having a sick day too
i visited paige.
i'm starting a hitlist...
of people i'll probably have killed by the russian mofia.


alright
i have relatives over so i have to look like i'm not planning the end of my world.




signing off.
terra molengraff.