Bored.
Feel ick.
But mostly bored.
The day, despite its ongoing weirdness, hasn't really been noteworthy. Although I have discovered I remind Emma of Moby. Somehow.
She wasn't there today; therefore I decided I might just have to do PE this week. Reckoning it up, I realised that I've only done it once in the last seven weeks - oops. So Becca and I submitted ourselves to an hour and a half of aerobics. I couldn't believe how boring it was. Not all exercise is boring, but in my humble opinion most of it is. And yet there are still people to whom it is all that is wonderful.
I just sneezed three times in a row. I'm turning into Pedar, who is incapable of sneezing just once. I think I'm succumbing to... something.
A word to
snowdrop24 - I'm not coming tomorrow. There wasn't really a battle over it, but due to the logistics of it I can't sneak out, and I guess... I don't know. There's not a lot I can do.
On the way home I heard Alex and her mother having an argument. She wants to go out tonight to Southport - her mother doesn't like the idea at all. When Alex went to fetch her brother, her mother asked me if my parents would let me go out into Southport at night. I said I'd never really thought about it, which is true, I haven't. The idea appeals to me not a whit. How boring.
I don't really know what to do with myself now. I'm bored.
Feel ick.
But mostly bored.
The day, despite its ongoing weirdness, hasn't really been noteworthy. Although I have discovered I remind Emma of Moby. Somehow.
She wasn't there today; therefore I decided I might just have to do PE this week. Reckoning it up, I realised that I've only done it once in the last seven weeks - oops. So Becca and I submitted ourselves to an hour and a half of aerobics. I couldn't believe how boring it was. Not all exercise is boring, but in my humble opinion most of it is. And yet there are still people to whom it is all that is wonderful.
I just sneezed three times in a row. I'm turning into Pedar, who is incapable of sneezing just once. I think I'm succumbing to... something.
A word to
On the way home I heard Alex and her mother having an argument. She wants to go out tonight to Southport - her mother doesn't like the idea at all. When Alex went to fetch her brother, her mother asked me if my parents would let me go out into Southport at night. I said I'd never really thought about it, which is true, I haven't. The idea appeals to me not a whit. How boring.
I don't really know what to do with myself now. I'm bored.
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on 2002-12-06 10:39 am (UTC)And yes, I can see the Moby resemblance...
It must be the innate depressiveness that occasionally turns up.
*Why does my heart... feel so bad...*
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on 2002-12-06 11:34 am (UTC)