Kwear Secks!

I'm not amused right now. Not At All.

I'm so cold. I wish the heat could be on right now. But of course not. It's only SEPTEMBER. It shouldn't be this cold. Absolutely Not.

Absolutely Not- that's the song we did the production number to at the pageant this summer. I hear the word 'absolutely' and that's what I think about. I see in my mind standing up on that stage, the lights so bright, doing the dance I barely knew, staring out into the black, wondering where she was sitting. So many things going through my head at that moment. What my uncoordinated body was doing right then, what I need to attempt to do next, what happens after the pageant, what if I win? Then, once I've got that in my head, the rest of the weekend comes flooding into my mind. Not that I dont want it there...

Just echoing the fact that missing is getting unbearable. I've said it before, but it's getting worse. I need to see her.

I kicked major ass today in speed ball during p.e. Standing in one spot and walking back and forth making it seem like I'm trying. I made it clear that NO ONE should pass me the ball because I'm barely coordinated to walk, and I cannot catch and/or kick a ball. So they didnt. And it was fun (:

So I'm thinking I'm getting sick. This morning I coughed and it felt like part of my lung ripped in half. Oh joy.




ah yes, And HOORAY FOR KWEAR SECKS! of which I need to get myself some (: