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PSNH really does need to tell us what the problem is. Whatevs. It wasn't for that long. It was just unnecessary. I woke up at six pm, told that food was ready. I could have gone back to sleep for years. I think I'm sick. Headaches, cold nose, minor throat oddities. And it won't get bad till vacation. Fabulous. Why can't I take a mental health day? Or a physical health day? I should stop complaining so much. Good things. There really are always good things 1)-Said the Whale album is coming to me soon. 2)-Two days until break. 3)-Thursday will probably be pretty fun, as school days go. 4)-Letters are written, coins are painted. 5)-The car still has a decent amount of fuel. 6)-Peggy Lee has a really nice voice. 7)-It snowed last night, even if it wasn't a lot. Okay. Selfish. All I really think Christmas needs is snow and mistletoe. But for some reason the snow is being quite difficult. And mistletoe is too cliche for anyone's tastes now a days, apparently. Disappointing? I think certainly. Break is coming up. And I really don't want to get more depressed. Happy thoughts. Happy music. Happy food. Happy weather. Happy runaway on Thursday night. Yes. Readjusting is weird. A month. A short month. But hey. Good job. It turned out alright in the end. "It's a disaster. It's and incredible mess. But it's all we've got." |
