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And now we enter once more that thing of ineffible dread and torture-
School.
Hurrah. Christmas break was very good, if not overly memerable. I developed a sleep pattern almost immediatly that involved staying up uptill around 12:30 and getting up at 8. Which is, so I've heard, close to the normal teenager's sleep pattern. Oh well, back to the routine. It also occurs to me how much thinking school requires.
So I've been getting slight headaches the past 2 days... but then again, that could also have to do with the weather. I mean, It can't be a good sign that the day you go back to school, in January, in Chicago, it rains. RAINS. Which is NOT NORMAL. Even taking into account that this is Chicago. It was like spring. At least the wind has a good chill to it now.
So basically, I'm sorta bleah. And yet, underneath, I feel some sort of motivation, to do... something. I feel compelled enough to be mostly happy about things in that annoying way I have.
But right now, I is sleepy and will therefore atempt to rest, and not have wierd dreams that wake me up at two in the morning. I swear, yesterday I had a dream I was getting ready for school.
