I've failed in my quest to cut back on Mountain Dew. I'm on my second right now. Which is marginally better than being on my third..or fourth. I think I deserbed it though. I had the worst/wierdest/annoying/spastic day ever.
My day was consumed with my science project. The science project that I had yet to begin expirementing with until today... [I was supposed to start this ages ago...INK IS A PROCRASTINATOR!!!] Anyways, said science project deals with psychoacoustics. I like using that word. It's fun. It sounds kind of creepy too. Psychoacoutics....
AND ARGHHH...theO just ate my post up to that point...I had two other paragraphs of ranting and explaining why I needed two Mountain Dews today...but, no I'm not retyping it. This sucks. Argh. I want to go to sleep. But I can't. I have to go dance in a bit. I don't want to dance...I should go fall down the stairs or something...break my ankle.
I'm being emo now, aren't I?
Yeah well, I'm still annoyed with theOtaku for spazzing out on me and killing my post. So....argh....some immature part of me wants to throw a fit.
I'm going to try to distract myself with baseball. The Cubs are playing again tonight. Stupid Brewers beat us last night. But we go 'em this time. This is the year. It's the 8th inning, I think and we're up by 3...I hope we win...I need something like that to cheer me up.
Because, right now I really just want to go curl up into a ball and hyperventalate.
