Listens: Take Me As I Am; October Project

We just had a forty minute power outage in our school.

The power came back on JUST BEFORE LUNCH!

Well, well. It's that just our luck. *twitch* I'm in Caily, Justin and Steppy's COMTECH12 class right now because I have a free and nowheres else to go since the Library was closed due to lack of power as well. -.-;; With any luck, I won't have to work tonight. I am really, really sick. Sicker than I've been in a while. I'm functioning better in the prescence of friends, though.

Wow, I am so paranoid. We were in Chemistry when the power went out, and Mr. Harned being the devout teacher he is just went on with the work (there were only nine people in class today, so it wasn't like we were hard to control or anything o.O). The intercom (which was mysteriously STILL WORKING) came on and the vice principals were all uber paranoid about keeping us in our classrooms and not letting us into the halls. Gee, that's not just a little weird.

So I started getting all these crazy ideas that we were stuck in the middle of a school shooting or a bomb threat or something and I just kept having the same, irrational "I don't want to die" thoughts running through my head that I always have. Pretty ridiculous, huh?

Yeah, I can laugh at myself now, but it wasn't funny when it was happening.

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I think that having a PS2 is detremental to my health.

I've been getting sick since Thursday, yet I trecked out in minus 0 wheather on Sat. to buy the machine and stayed up until 7AM with Caily (and Leslie... who fell asleep at 3 -.-;;) on Monday night beating Castlevania: Lament of Innocence.

... which really didn't help my health much. On top of that, on Tuesday we filmed the now uber-stressful project of Star Wars Posse Style. We only have two more scenes to film, so I guess that we got a lot of work done.

And no, life isn't as negative as I'm making it sound. Oops.

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Cat finally got the Third Scorpion Shards book in, so I should be reading it starting TOMMOROW!

Aside from that, I just got back into Dickens. It's weird, since I haven't read a work of good ol' Charles since I was in the fourth grade. Compared to a lot of what I've been reading lately (Hesse, Rosseau, ect.) he's a surprisingly easy read. I guess he's as hard as whatever you're reading in relation to him. Wow, did that sentence make any sense? I guess I'm just trying to say that the last time I tried picking up Charles Dickens, I had been reading Tolkien and Animorphs and found him difficult. The second time, I had been reading abstract philosophy and now I find him mind-easingly simple.

Or something. I don't feel well. *dies*