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Whoooooooo lost their mind this weekend? I know I did.
posted by Xaq Rothman at
I have no idea why I am here. I don't want to be here. Every passage in my head is clogged with some sort of mucus, and my throat is sore, but no fever, so I gotta come to school. Yesterday the days-since-I-cried count was set to zero. I don't even know why. Well, maybe I do. I wanted to see Anna, and I wanted to go to the Hirshhorn, and I wanted to go to band practice, but my mom forced me to stay home to do stupid homework (which I didn't do anyway), and I was hungry, and I was bringing food upstairs, but I tripped and hurt myself/dropped croissants all over the stairs, so I went to my moms bed where she and my sister were and I just cried. But I felt like I didn't even have a reason and I was acting like a little kid. I wish it had happened with me alone, so I could have really let it all out. Now my mom thinks I'm depressed, and I'm thinking she may or may not be right. Ugh.
Jamming on Saturday was DEFINITELY cool. It was fun playing Rage and stuff, but the coolest part was when Alex brought out his clarinet, and we all played the blues in B flat, and we took turns doing solos. Not too shabby. Shabby. What a cool word. And then Alex's Knights of the Old Republic came. SOO COOL! But I don't think my computer could handle it if I got it. Which is sad. Oh, well, time to get a new computer...