Spring in the Air
I'm a bit behind in Java. It's due this week. I'll have to do a little extra work. I'll be heading off to do that in a bit, but I should get it finished.

I still lack a computer. Woe is me. I am woe. Jai.

Okay now, onto some more... serious shiznit. I had a sort of... half dream, half fantasy thing last night. It was odd, but it had that unusual quality of everything being so clear. I knew what to say, or more importantly I had the words to say. This weekend I'm afraid I was playing up a little - And this weekend especially I shouldn't have been. I'm so mean to poor Ri-chan ::sniffles::. So now, I confess. To a degree, as I've decided I don't want to blab very personal things that involve people other then me, to protect the other parties involved. So this will be a confession of an obscure nature. Maybe pack-mates who read this (Which, I believe, is the entire sum of Iduna and Ri-chan) can press for more details, but this is for the general populous, after all.

I got upset about something I probably shouldn't have, and felt... Odd I guess. In a bad way. I get upset over some reidiculous things. And I know it's my fault for being upset, because I know that what I'm upset about is unreasonable. And, really, I have no right to be upset. More importantly, if I'm going to get upset both ways in a situation, then what exactly am I expecting? If I wasn't me, I'd hit me so hard...

In my dream, I managed to get it all out... admittedly in my dream I spent around half the time choking, but hey - even I can put a little realism into my fantasy world. A part of me wants to tell, and a part of me knows it just isn't fair, for all the reasons above and more. I need to get my head on strait and start shaping up - get over these stupid little things. Mission statement. I gotta be better. Much, much better. I don't know how exactly, but I know I suck badly and must get better. Otherwise... I don't know, I don't want to think about it. I'll die.

Ohay, confessions over. You understand that? No? Coo, that's no problemo. Feelin positive - probably gone all fairy-flossed brained 'cause of the stuffy room, overwhealming stench of... people, I guess, just very smelly people, and cigarette smoke. I wish I'd bought some bubble-gum. I'd sell a non-essential organ for some bubblegum right now...

Mum got me the Hubba Bubba bag from the show. And a bag of sticks. But I forgot to bring anything from them to school - the first because I'm an idjit first class, the seccond because my teeth really, really hurt right now and eating anything that chewy would have me immobilised with pain. Or at least doubled over with watery eyes like a fat man half-way up a flight of stairs.

I've decided I'm going to try to elongate my life a little. While I have someone I'm happy to live it with, I plan to live it. However long that happens to be... That'll be seen.

Java piss me off something evil. Bag. Must work out this error. Stupid static. I try two ways, you no work either. It's cause of the Array I'll bet bust still...

Jus' cause I enjoy it, don't mean I'm any good at it. And vice versa.

Enough for now.


"I'm either gonna go as Jack... Or Jack."
~Kylan, loosely transcripted. I'm without my nice, extensive quotes database.
- posted by Washi @ 1:51 pm