I'm sick sick sick. Nose rubbed sore. Stinging sucks.
Why is it always so hot up here..? It was raining, there was thunder.. Why does it do this to me?
My english is broken. Talking is broken. My sayings are not of the proper english. Lovely.
Okay, let me speak properly, instead of breaking off with random words and not really expressing anything..
Today I went to college. Of course, a fifteen year old in college is not normal. Nah nah, I'm not smart, I just went for a tour, basically. I sat in in one of my older bro's classes. An hour and a half of boredom. But it was.. worth it? Not really. But it gave me a taste of all the things I don't know about math. And I got to see Michael (A DIFFERENT one, jeebus!), who's my brother's best friend. He looks way different. Last time I saw him was about two years ago, and he's completely changed. He lost a lot of weight... He's actually really skinny looking, in the face especially, and it's just weird.. Because last time I saw him he was pretty chubby looking. Really a huge contrast, it was weird.
I hate being sick... It's evil. I hate runny noses, coughing, all this junk.. Rub nose raw with kleenex that I swear could give a paper-cut, and feel just crappy.
Knights in Shining Karma. That's not a bad song.
I want to go take a nap now, and not do any homework or do anything. I'm bored again. I wanna sleep. But is that new..? Not at all.
I loath my brothers sarcastic cheerful voice as he reminds me of what I should be doing, and in such a voice that is obviously a threat.
Leave me be. I'll be asleep in ten minutes anyway.
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