It's just one of those days, I guess. Like it matters. *laughs* I'm... just down, lacking enthusiasm for everything. There's things I meant to say tonight, but I've forgotten them, and half of the people are just ignoring me. *shrugs* Can't blame them. Can't be bothered to eat, either.
And I know I'm not going to get a reply, I'm being stupid if I expect to get one. This is me were talking about. Who'd want me?
Just now... I feel so insignificant. Like if I go, if I disappear or die, everything will just go on like before. And maybe you'll all just dismiss this as teenage angst, but it's how I feel, and that's the way things are.
Right now, I just want a hug. I want to break down, but I know I won't be able to put myself back together.

James is an idiot, trying to pick up all 5 chairs. ._. I couldn't exactly laugh at him either. So I tried my hardest not to.
Also, randomly singing 'Look at your girl, she loves it!' is really a way to convince this guy you're sane. ^_^v


...Maybe it's just a case of wanting to fall asleep since 7.30pm-ish that's making everything come on like this.

And my favourite combats are beginning to fall apart. ><;; Roll on next week.

...Now part of me is considering cancelling the stupid registration. Maybe it's just not worth it.
Then again, is any of this year worth it?

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I sit here clutching useless lists
and keys for doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls
I tear into the history
just show me what it means to me in this world

'cause I am due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
and I won't close my eyes
'til I understand or go blind

I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
no perfect plan unfurls
do I trust my heart or just my mind
why is truth so hard to find in this world
yeah in this world

'cause I am due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
and I won't close my eyes
'til I understand or go blind

I know that there's a point I've missed
a shrine or stone I haven't kissed
a scar that never graced my wrist
a mirror that hasn't met my fist
but I can't help feeling like I’m

due for a miracle
I’m waiting for a sign
I’ll stare straight into the sun
and I won't close my eyes