a few things:

• Cotillion practices here and there have been draining the life out of me. Although the steps are rather simple (a little waltz here, a little box step there, sway, sway, and slow, slow, quick, quick, pause - "jut out your elbows while holding your partners!"), the hour-ride home makes my bones tired.
• I'm succumbing to the grip of everyday life.
• On a lighter note, I received my grades today and they're higher than I expected them to be! No line of 8 and a .2 away from an average of 93. Hope I'll be able to do much better this quarter. Fingers crossed.
• Last Wednesday, I found a pen on the 7th (8th?) step of the stairs leading to the 2nd floor of the High School Building. I quite like it. Sorry I'm not sorry, original owner but it's mine now.
• I am not a writer by definition. I am simply a girl with too many thoughts and the ability and the choice to transform them into words.
• Trouble is a foe. Today was such a horrible day. I've gotten into a bit of trouble for eating in class and I might get called to the disciplinarian's office because my "partners in crime" lied about us not eating though it was obvious that the four of us were caught in the act. I just stayed quiet through the whole ordeal with our CLE teacher so I don't know if I'm going to be caught up in a much bigger mess but if there's one thing I'm sure about, it's that I did not lie. I may have remained silent and I may have not confessed my breaking of the rules but if I'm going to be called to the disciplinarian's office for "lying", I am going to be so pissed because I. did. not. lie.
• She should've just given us warning sheets instead of making such a big deal out of it. Sheesh.
• Act cool as a cucumber.
• Since when were cucumbers considered cool anyway?
• Teachers' pets are the banes of my existence at school. You suck for kissing ass.
• It's been a particularly cold week and I've been taking cold showers at 5am so that I'd feel alive while pseudo-drowning in freezing early morning water.
• Although you don't really need water to drown.
•  I think I have lost the ability to write engaging fanfiction. I was writing one this morning and I managed to come up with half a page of words until I abruptly gave up and fell on the table in a heap of skin and flesh and hopelessness. I'm not getting rusty. I am rusty.
• Sigh.
• I'm making a video montage for my lola's 100th birthday next week. My father's mother aged gracefully. She is still so lovely and beautiful and endearing at such a ripe age.
• I want to sleep...and sleep and sleep and sleep.
• I am tired (of everything, of everyone).

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