All Along I Was Searching For My Lenore
In The Words Of Mr. Edgar Allen Poe
Now I'm Sober And "Nevermore"
Will The Raven Come To Bother Me At Home?
It's 2:13 in the morning, which is as good a time as any to update.
I would say it is better to update at at time like this when I have nothing else to concentrate on. We have holiday until Wednesday here in Pulaski County, and fortunately for me, Houston County has all week, meaning I'll have someone to come home to after school. Not that family isn't grand and everything... I think it's understood by this point anyway.
Holiday always makes me wish for Summer vacation. Warm, dark nights with lots of stars, all the sleep (or self-deprivation of sleep) you could ask for and simply the freedom in general. To tell the truth though, I have no real idea what I mean by that. I have no job, no car, thus resulting in a mental detonation by the end of the third week of Summer break. I suppose though that the large amounts of free time is still enjoyable however. I do find it relieving to not have to fret over a bedtime and how much sleep is needed to be managed until the alarm clock screams its usual static melody caught between the news station and nowhere to be functional for the next day.
As for now...
As for now I would have to say that things are pretty nice, although I do wish I could be falling asleep with company. This however, under the tight leash of my parents, is impossible. I don't think that at the moment it would serve a purpose anyway because I somehow cannot manage to become tired. Nor can I seem to get my cheeks to be erased of their crimson shade. They appear to be burned, but how this is I do not know. The only thing that is clear is that they refuse to fade.
But enough about trivial things...
I believe I will go find something time consuming to do until I grow tired, like play Twilight Princess. Ray got it for me as a Valentine's Day gift, and I am enjoying it thoroughly. I wasn't able to manage getting him a gift however because I didn't have the money. I realized today that I could have at least made him a card, but it was far too late.
I feel so neglectful. And stupid.
But he says he loves me anyway.
I have yet to figure out why, but it makes me happy ^_^
-Yours Maniacally.-
