wake me up inside

[fahye]

English inclass of pain and dubious Chaucer translations is over, but just thinking about all the assessment I have next week makes me feel sick. Pulled a muscle at skating and now cannot lift my arm, also have a raging headache.

Want to write, but anything I write in this mood will be angry and snappish and horrible.

Also really shouldn't RP, because Chidder is in a good mood and I don't want to spoil it for him. (Poor Teppic. Chidder's had YEARS to get used to the lovesick thing. He's in for a rough time.)

On top of all that, ascent from blathering mass of insecurity-ism has been thrown out the window.

Joy.

Comments

[izumihydra.livejournal.com]

*hug*
what's up? why the lack-of-ascension and such? just moody, or has some cataclysmic event caused said misery?

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Moody. Utterly sick of school. Lonely. And needing hugs badly. So thanks.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Wah! Is there no happy? No bad jokes? No brilliant fic? No hugs?

*hugariffic*

[fahye.livejournal.com]

*schniffle*

Especialy no brilliant fic. I have two open in front of me and nothing is coming out and it HURTS.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Have you read anything here (http://pogrebin.arithmancy.net/)? Because I promise it is 100% genius, even if it looks icky. Perhaps it will lead by example and drag lovely fic out of your head.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Ooh. *toodles off to look*

[yakalskovich]

At some stage, all this will be over. School doesn't last forever, except for the teachers.-