Sick Day

My mom came in my room last night around 10 o'clock and was like "You are not going to school tomorrow." It's funny - I've never really skipped school for the hell of it, and the reason i haven't stayed home earlier in the week is because of my schedule. I tried to tell her that missing one day of my three college-level courses would set me back, and she was all "I don't care. You're gonna get pneumonia and be out for three weeks." I went along with it. There really isn't any arguing you can do with her once she has made up her mind.

So I was on MySpace for about an hour. That basically sums up my sad and sorry existence.

Boston won Game 1 of the World Series last night 13 to 1. Jeff Francis (for Colorado) gave up a home run on the first pitch he threw. That really sucks. It's gonna be a boring series if every game ends up that way (Not that i'm complaining - i'd rather Boston win). A little intensity and competition would be nice, though.

My mom bought my brother some goldfish last year to bribe him into going to the dentist, or something. Ridiculous, right? Not as ridiculous as the fact that they are still alive. We've had them almost a year. I don't think the life expectancy for goldfish is that long. One, however, is in the process of dying, i think. It's turning black and its flesh is rotting away and it's swimming on it's side and going crazy. It's kind of really sad. I wonder if goldfish know they're dying. And i wonder if the one it lives with knows it's dying, too. What happens when it's all alone? It wont have someone to play with.

I think too much.

On another note: I don't understand anything anymore. I don't know if i've managed to do something to you that has changed the way you feel, but, if i have, it would make me feel a lot better if you mentioned it. It may just be me over analyzing everything, because i do that sometimes. You don't act the same anymore and it bothers me - a lot. I don't want to feel like I'm headed down a road that is going to dead-end into nothing, but i do. I've done that enough lately and I'm not sure that i am emotionally stable enough at this point to handle it again. So speak up. Please. I personally have problems doing that just because it's easier for me to write certain things out rather than actually saying them. But if there is something going on - let me know. I would rather fix it now than waste a bunch of time and energy later that I can't gain back.

I don't know anymore.

It rained yesterday.
There is a god somewhere.