Ew. I'm sick. Ew.

I'm having spastic coughing fits everywhere. My dad says I sound like hell.

SATAN BE ALL UP IN MY LUNGS, FUCKIN' THE SYSTEM, BITCH.

I swear, I'm gonna have such sweet abs from coughing so much. Either that or I'll end up hacking a lung out onto the classroom floor tomorrow in class.
"Oh, mon dieu! Qu'est-ce que c'est ça?" ÇA C'EST L'ANATOMIE. DESSINER! MAINENANT!

But ew. It's horrible. It hurts to cough because my throat is all raw.

It doesn't help that my dad pretty much forced tea down my throat yesterday night.
"YOU. MUST GET BETTER. NOW. DRINK THE FUCKING PEPPERMINT TEA."
"BUT DA-HGGLLLTHHHHH" *is burned by monstrously hot tea*

And now, I can't really taste. c:

Parental skillz, he has them.

MEANWHILE, IN SCHOOL-LANDIA:

It is crunch time for art projects. Ew. Ew ew ew. It's horrible enough that I'm sick and still have to go to school, but it's pretty much a boot in the gonads when your teachers tell you to complete 3 art projects for the art show next week. One art project of mine is due tomorrow (which I'm done), and 2 more at the end of the week, one of which I haven't even started yet. WHOOPEE.

When I feel more up to it (a.k.a. less stressed and less sick and disgusting) I shall give details about DETHKLOK in concert. TRULY AN EPIC NIGHT IN WHICH I AM SHOVED AGAINST A FENCE WITH PEOPLE THAT I DON'T REALLY KNOW FOR 5 HOURS STRAIGHT. I fucking loved it. No lie.

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EDIT.

MY CAT. HE FUCKING CAN'T JUMP. HE TRIED TO JUMP UP ONTO THE COMPUTER DESK. AND HE FAILED. AND GUESS WHAT. HE GRABBED ONTO MY LEG AND HELD ON WITH HIS CLAWS TO KEEP FROM FALLING TO THE GROUND.

NOW MY LEG FUCKING STINGS AND IS BLEEDING. AND I'M SICK. AND BEING FORCEFED TEA AGAIN.

MY LEFT LEG LOOKS FUCKING DISGUSTING RIGHT NOW. I AM SUCH A LUCKY GIRL.

WELL, I WAS WALKING BY A CHURCH THE OTHER DEHY AND....

O EM GEE YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT.

LOLNO.

I'm such a liar, ahah. SORRY. THERE WERE NO NAKED PEOPLE IN A CHURCH.

Not as far as I know.... but whatever.

I'm tired, nauseous, headachey and I just feel like shit in general. YEY.

FUN STUFF, YOU GUYS.

NOW I HAVE TO GET OFF THE COMPUTER BECAUSE I'M TECHNICALLY NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ON HERE TILL SOME STUPID TIME LIKE 3:10 OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT.

HAVE FUN IN YOUR LIVES WITHOUT ME.

I WANNA PUNCH SOMEONE IN THE EYES. JUST FOR FUN. NOT ANY OF YOU THOUGH. MAYBE SOME KIND OF GANGSTER.

Unfortunately, school is right around the bend for pretty much everyone (a.k.a. tomorrow OTL).

So, once the shock and horror of it all wear off, I'll be getting back into homework and procrastinating again. OH BOY!

A good thing for me is that half of my courses this year are arts, so that should be pretty fun, or at least a pretty good time waster. The course I'm most excited for is my Graphic Arts course, which I went through a half year of suffering to get. It better be worth it, goddammit.

So, what's school like for you? What classes/teachers do you have? Any funny stories/memories? Do tell! Make the beginning of another wretched year a little less of a burden by remembering the good times. Comment away!

=--- <- kitten stepping on keyboard. I think it means hello.

CLUBS

, , (waiting for acceptance),


My kitten. Its name is Till.

OH YES, FELLOW DETHKLOK/METALOCALYPSE FANS, YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. DETHKLOK IS COMING TO PLAY IN MY CITY, AND I CAN AFFORD TICKETS.

OF COURSE, WITH THE SHEER BRUTALITY AND METALNESS OF IT ALL, I MAY NOT COME OUT OF THE CONCERT ALIVE. OH WELL, I HAVE ANOTHER 2 AND A HALF MONTHS TO LIVE, THEN.

UNFORTUNATELY, I HAVEN'T BOUGHT THE TICKETS YET AND I'M HOPING I'LL STILL BE ABLE TO BUY SOME ONCE I GET SOME NOTICE FROM SOMEBODY. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

DISREGARD THAT. THE TICKETS HAVE NOW BEEN BOUGHT.

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HEY GUESS WHAT YOU GUYS. MY 5,000th PAGEVIEW IS COMING UP. UM.... CATCH IT IF YOU'D LIKE. I GUESS YOU'LL GET A PRIZE. WHATEVER. ENJOY STALKING MY PAGE NOW.

HAHA GUESS WHAT YOU GUYS. I CAUGHT MY OWN 5,000. YAY FOR BEING LAME!

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I've decided to end the art trades, probably because I never really had the drive to do them ( Sorry guys... ) and yeah.

C'est la vie.

CLUBS

, , (waiting for acceptance),

BONNE FÊTE À MOI,
BONNE FÊTE À MOI,
BONNE FÊTE CHER AHO~
BONNE FÊTE À MOI!

Ah, yes. It's that wonderful time of year again where I'm reminded of that time when I was squeezed out of a Vajayjay. HUZZAH.

Just thought I'd throw it out there with a journal. Now I have to go back to Careers.

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ART TRADES I KNOW I HAVE ON THE GO.

I'm drawing Kanata, right?

Special Surprise, I think. X3

And I remember you said for me to draw Zelda.

I'm open to any other art trades, just be warned that I'm REAL bad with getting these things done.

CLUBS

, , (waiting for acceptance),