October 12, 2004 :: 8:00 p.m.
dingoes ate my frontal lobe
I feel like shat. I've been getting headaches like a mofo lately, and I would like it to stop now please.
I was supposed to be over at Kirsten's studying with everyone right now, but because there is a dingo of some kind clawing the shit out of my brain I decided to just stay in tonight. As such, I am also missing a sleepover. Boo. But I wouldn't be much fun anyway, with all the clutching my skull and whimpering, so it's for the best.
I finished 2D homework. I need to study like someone who cares for Western Art, because while I have no trouble recognizing anything and have a good grasp of their assorted significances I'm not so good with the dates. I know some, but others are fuzzy. And there's more in the fuzzy pile than in my head, so... studying.
But first I need to hop in my little car and head to the ghetto Giant for period supplies. Because the cramps? They are a'comin.
Being a girl is just the funnest thing ever, you know? Seriously.
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