Last night I dreamed about the end of the world. No, I'm not going to be one of those 'Born Again Christians'. If I was, why would I have dreamt about drag queens and kissing my same-sex friend in the same dream? Unless it's supposed to be like "look what will happen if you commit these sins"-- Oh, man! Now I'm reading too deep into this crap. I feel like one of those people who looks at art and sees meaning that just isn't there. It was just a dream.
So, last night I cut my foot open...with my mouse. I was walking to my other couch when I tripped over the cord and fell into the couch. It hurt so bad, but somehow I managed to suffer in silence. I didn't curse at all, or make any noise for the matter. I think I just held my breath and stood still for a minute. I walked back to the couch I was sitting on and continued what I was doing. A few minutes later I noticed the space in between my two toes was red. I pulled them apart and realized it was blood. "Cool!" I said, reaching for a tissue to clean it off. I didn't realize how bad the cut was until I looked on the floor. I bled all over it >.< "Damnit, I don't know how to get blood out of carpet." And you know what? I never did >.> Too lazy.
I ended up taking a shower a few hours later and limping all over the house. It friggen hurt! I wrapped a band-aid around my toe after it was clean. Yeowch, that hurt. The water made it sting really bad, whereas the antiseptic didn't. Hmm.. something's off here..
Well, today I plan on doing homework and getting something to eat. I just don't know what yet. Probably soup. My mom has laryngitis. I don't know where the hell she contracted that from.
- The end of the world... and other stuff