I think I have the stomach flu.
Pity me please.
I was up till 2 in the morning playing Animal Crossing and drinking a ton of coke. Now, I feel sick to my stomach. I keep having mood swings, and am seriously exhausted, and i feel like crying. i think I have the stomach flu or something. i also had a dream last night that i put into poetry:
i climbed out of the car that i don't own,
walked across the parking lot that doesn't exist,
walked into the wal-mart of an imaginary town,
and saw you standing at the entrance.
i looked at you, suddenly zooming in,
and i saw your miserable expression,
your eyes were sad, you looked unhappy,
but i said nothing; i walked into the wal-mart that didn't exist.
the store was practically empty, except for just a few,
i bought my batteries, payed for them,
went back outside, out of the walmart that didn't exist,
and you continued standing there, right at the entrance, of the walmart that didn't exist.
i stared at you again, studying your expression,
you were still miserable, you looked at me,
but i just turned away, ran to my car that i didn't own,
across the imaginary parking lot.
but i stopped halfway to my car that i didn't drive,
thinking about what to do, what to do next,
i wanted to sit in my car i didn't own,
but no; i just looked back at you.
you started to run towards me,
but i thought you were just gonna pass,
but you gave me a tight hug,
and your next words shocked me.
"i haven't told you this before,
and I'm not gonna hold it in any longer.
i'm in love with you."
in the dream, i blushed and felt my heart race,
i stared at you, and suddenly, you were happy,
so happy! you're rarely ever happy, so that sign was good,
your smile made me break into a grin.
but i don't know what i said to you after that,
maybe it was something along the lines of,
"i-i... i love you, too"?
i can't remember, but i know that you kissed me,
on my imaginary cheek,
in the imaginary parking lot,
of the walmart that didn't exist,
halfway to the car that i don't own.
The walmart that didn't exist. Yeah. But the title is just "my dream last night."
Today, after my computer was all loaded after I turned it on from coming home, I went onto neo, and into the Writer's Lounge, and discovered a ton of chaos in a few threads. There was a flaming thread, an angry writer, an angry moderator, and a confused Harvest Hunny sitting in her chair, whilst having the stomach flu. It's amazing of what happens when I'm not online for a day or two. Really. Heh, this reminds me of that one time last year, when I was still a mod... heh.