Excitement.

Getting to spend this final weekend of summer with Sammy. 

The thing that blows is that my first day of marching band camp lands on our two month. 

Sighs into the sun. 

sorry i in fact have the best boyfriend ever

hes not coming

all i feel
is
dis
a
point
ment

i am a kawaii bitch.

that is all.

hey there 3 am nice to see you again. want some coffee old friend? couldn't think of anything i'd like more, chum oh buddy oh pal.

it's 3 am on a friday morning, thursday night. this gives me less than a week until robby gets here, and believe me, i can feel it. electricity is crackling through every pore in my skin, i am on fire, and i am restless. my stomach pain has gone away for the time being but an every lingering ache reminds me it could come back full force at any second. i do believe my cycle of gastroenteritis is almost through, though. thank all that is good for no more sweaty nights and no more sick dreams. at least, not until i get sick again.
my girlfriend has gone to bed, hasn't she. this is a shame - i do enjoy talking to her through all hours of the morning, and all hours of the day. i do only wish to see her as to do more than just talk. but i digress. life isn't all about sex and candy now is it.
no, its about getting sick and ill prepared for your brother's birthday. like always. fuck shit drat it all to piss hole hell. all you have to offer for your present is your precess, and your bed to sleep in, maybe some coffee if you're feeling giving. will that satisfy a boy for his sweet sixteen? you hope so.
i haven't been drinking enough. my mouth is dry and it's bothering me. blech.
this post has gone off the rails. i think i need sleep, but my pattern has gone so awry that it's hard to sleep at this hour. maybe i'll just read homestuck instead.
that sounds like a plan.

SO.

I've started getting some decent sleep.
It's amazing how much better I feel. Had only I figured this out when I wasn't failing Chemistry.

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