I hate winter.

I feel like shit.

I hate winter, no me gusta. So i caught this infernal cold, off someone, so my head is throbbing, my neck hurts and everything is basically on fire, except i'm so cold. Not to mention tomorrow i have to volunteer at an athletics carnival, which means measuring stuff and running the teachers coffee out.

I also have a six minute monologue that I've been procrastinating over for eight weeks, mainly because i'm too shy to perform and i really don't want to throw up on a teacher for the second time in my short existence.

I guess that's only half the reason i feel so terrible. You know how when you see someone flirting with the person you like, and you just automatically hate them? So if i told you guys that the guy i like got drunk with some older chick and 'got in there', would that give you an accurate measurement of how much i want to shoot myself in the face? Yeah.

I think i'm going to go listen to depressing music and maybe go to sleep and never wake up.