You're like a birthday.

I do not feel like posting. Yet I'm writing this anyway. God, I'm so tired. I feel like I'm in a daze. My parents are still awake. I can hear them talking, and for some reason, it's extremely irritating. I haven't gotten enough sleep at all this week. I feel like I'm losing function or something.

My mom and I are going shopping for a prom dress tomorrow. Maybe I'll find one I really like. Maybe I can get one. But I doubt it.

'Putting Holes in Happiness' is just great. Yeah, I'm in the middle of a Marilyn Manson phase. So what? But the song goes perfectly with this mood I'm in. If it's really a mood. It's just like some paranormal state of mind. I feel like I'm in a dream.

It feels like there's no point in anything I've done today. Nobody got anything accomplished, did they? No. I felt productive at school. I worked a lot on my brochure project. But then I almost fell asleep during my anatomy test - my 112-question anatomy test - because I was up until almost 3 this morning.

John and I are going to the boat show tomorrow night. Should be fun. Let's just hope nobody falls off a bridge this time.

I'm glad he's off tomorrow. But I'm going shopping with my mom for the first part of the day, so we won't get to spend the whole day together. Kind of a bummer. But we'll make up for it later in the day, I'm sure.

I feel a tremendous lack of motivation right now. I feel sedated or something. I should've just come home and taken a nap right after school instead of going to Bi-Lo. But I wanted some more M&Ms. Well, that's how I justify it. I think we all know I went because John was still working.

I need to just stop writing now. My thoughts aren't really forming anymore. I'll just wait and post again once I'm rested...Then again, I don't know when that'll be.

Goodnight.