A little plot of land to call their own.

Today was stupid. I am completely off my rocker. In fact, I am sitting on the floor pretending I'm still on my rocker, when clearly I'm not. I have had a headache for the past week almost, which means I am going to be living on Advil soon because I'm tired of feeling like my head is going to explode. *sigh* I love how I'm the type of person Wiersy talks about who goes running for the pain killers every time I hurt. Too bad I can't take Valium or whatever. I would love to be relaxed every once in a while. But whatevs. Like my doctor is going to give me tranquilizers or sedative. he. English was just way too stressfull. I can't handle my own stress, let alone stress over Mark not having WL1 with him, no cover sheets or bibliography, and not a single entry of his poetry journal done! I know I shouldn't stress about his incomplete work, but I can't help it. It's like a built-in thing. I think we ought to have a special short class every day where we can go for a walk outside. It was very nice today and I enjoy being outside when it's nice. Yearbook was fairly good today. I mean, typing stuff up isn't really all that bad. And some of them are quite ridiculously funny. I must confess though, I felt compelled to correct spelling and grammer a few times.
You know, sometimes I wish it would all just go away. I'm fairly sure my migraine is tension-caused, and I don't have anywhere that I can go that isn't filled with tension. School is stupid and full of crappy assignments, home is full of arguements and annoyances. So that leaves...the library (ya, I'm enough of a nerd already; I don't need to spend any more time there), and the bus. Well woot. I wish everything would just stop. Wouldn't that be cool if we could stop time? I would so put the world on pause and go...I don't know, somewhere peaceful. As corny as it sounds, when I get uber stressed (that's right, uber), I just imagine that I'm somewhere completely different. My favorite place is this pond that sits at the bottom of a little bowl-shaped depression in a grassy field. The water is crystal clear and all you can hear are the birds and crickets. I like to imagine that I'm laying on a little raft and am just being rocked by a warm breeze. I dunno, it sounds really stupid, but it's really calming and gets me away from the stress of the moment, ya know? Anyway, that's my sharing for the night.