You're only free so long as you have permission.

Okay, I feel like shit.

My list of complaints are as follows: 1.) I have a headache. 2.) I have a sinus infection 3.) My ever elusive energy is even more elusive than usual. 4.) I have school tomorrow and 5.) someone interrupted me while I was writing, and now I've forgotten it all.

That's about it. Perhaps that was a bit childish, but I don't care. My head screams at me to go too sleep and yet the Internet called to me. So, I'll just blog about how shitty I feel. Moreso because I can than because of anything else.

Heh. The Beast just interrupted me. He handed me some sort of antibiotic. So umm..here goes....

FUCKING HELL THAT WAS VILE...

That was disgusting. That tasted worse than chalk (Heh...not that I would know...*nervous glance*). Excuse me while I go and attempt to repress the uge to throw up.

Homecoming week starts on Monday. Oh the joy. Such a sickening amount of cheerful adolescence flooding the halls of Scholarly Hell with the ignorant joy that a new school year is starting. This to me, is more of a reminder that yes, the doors are locking; no more sleeping in all week for many, many more moons to come. Whatever dilluted freedom summer had brought forth, has just deserted us.

Traitor.