Have seen quite a few movies lately: Lord of the Rings 1 and 2, Wuthering Heights, Atonement, and huh… I’m sure there’s more, but I can’t remember…
Tomorrow I start school, 9 in the morning until 4 in the afternoon. Then no school on Thursday and official lessons on Friday.
Panic for school has not sunk in yet. I’m sure it will soon and then I’ll be running around like a headless chicken trying to get ready for school at 7 in the bloody morning… But let’s not think about that right now… Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts…
*silence* Uh… Writing hasn’t progressed… Happy thoughts? Hmm… *silence*
I finished a book. It took me 3 weeks. I have never taken that long to read a book. (Unless you count books for school. Or 10 year old me taking a month to read HP4.) Book: Ransom My Heart by Meg Cabot/Mia Thermopolis
Next book: The Wolf by Joseph Smith.
Next movie: Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.
*scratches head* OH! I’ve also kinda cleaned my room AND really sorted through my clothes. I had about 1000 kilos of clothes, of which I only wear 20 kilos. (Not at the same time.)
Yesterday was… vague. So was today. *sigh* Yeah, not much has been going on.
Childish Kayleigh suddenly bursts into room: I don’t wanna go back to school! Please, give me one more week!!!! *cries*
Yeah… I really don’t wanna go back, only because it’s a new school though… I know this is a better school with better teachers and lessons and I will like it better than my old school. It’s just the whole "new" thing I don’t like. Two years ago I was new. I was sick with nervousness.
My dad had to buy me a mars bar to replenish my sugar levels. I don’t deal well with being new. The time before that, I was 4 and therefor not worried about being new. Anyway, I adjusted pretty well.
Note: This next part was originally in parentheses. It became to long, as you can see, so I took the parentheses away.
See, panic or fear or pain (any strong emotion really) makes me feel faint. I go pale (yellow or green or ghost-white) and I want to vomit. Those emotions makes the sugar in my blood burn up, kind of, hence feeling faint. Anyway, I really hate that feeling.
With the emotion "pain", it’s falling down that will make my sugar burn up all in one go.
Anyway, conclusion: I’m hypoglycemic. *changes tabs* Okay, I’ve looked it up. I don’t have true hypoglycemia, only a few symptoms at certain moments. My symptoms are cured by sugar.
Now I’m going to… Uh… Read The Wolf. Yeah. And try not to panic about school and shower and choose an outfit and maybe watch LotR 3 and– *hyperventilates* I’m okay.