a turquoise flower

It seems as though I don't have any free time for writing anymore. I actually have to forbid myself from opening Word. (If I do, I forget that I have homework and then I need to stay up late completing the homework, that's how much I get into it.)

And I'm actually inspired! (I'm writing three original stories simultanously.)

Why does everything happen backwards? When I have free time, I can't write to save my life, but when I actually am able to write, I don't have the time.

You know, I don't actually need to sleep.

Well, I do.

But, ooohhh, I'm so excited for tonight!! Season premiere of Ugly Betty in T minus eight minutes.

Oh, dear lord the nausea is returning!

I do not understand why I'm feeling so nauseous. It's not the first time I've sprained my ankle; and I'm not sure it'll be the last time either ):

I actually think I was unconcious for a second there. Everything was black for a second and when I opened my eyes, I was on the floor. Not that I even remembered closing my eyes in the first place.

Dad gave me some water and tended to my sprained ankle. I've been watching tv ever since.

I'm not sure if any of you have ever sprained or broken your ankles, but it's not exactly a pleaseant feeling. I know the nausea I felt was normal, but the dizzyness and the fainting were a new experience.

I think the sick feeling only comes when I try to stand on it, so as long as I hop to the bathroom, I think I'll be fine. It is a bit swollen, but nothing horrible.

I really believe that it was not my fault this time! It was dark coming down those stairs and I made it fine until that last big one.

On the upside, I'll be going to bed early because of it. I need me sleep. ^^

I also want to pimp fanatic_poetry. Now. Because I'm actually the mod and I should pimp it. It's not very active, right now, but you could make it so. (Love my advertising? *g*)

And you should read this. I actually read through the whole article yesterday because it's funny and it actually could pertain to me- which is why I'm linking to it. Because it pertains to me (unlike all the other MSN articles that I waste my time trying to read when I could be doing other things) and not just because it's common sense.

If I could, I would kick myself...Repeatedly. Mostly because this hasn't been the best of school breaks. And that's mostly due to the Great Computer Crash of '06. Yep. On Tuesday, the computer, which we've had for six years (seven, in a few days) finally stopped working. It has had other breakdowns before, but not as bad as this one. That's partially because a good friend of my parents' has been able to fix it easily and get back everything. But, now this time my older brother is trying to fix it and he doesn't know how to retrieve everything that was lost without having a backup of it. And I don't know how to backup everything. I know there's a disk involved, but I'm lost as to what you actually do. So now everything we've had on that old computer is lost. Everything. All my music files, and all my stories are now gone. Well, there's probably a secret as to how to get it all back, but no one in my family is that much of a guru around computers. And it's such a stupid problem that caused the crash. Apparently, some important file that you have to have in oder to start up the computer went missing. It was changed, or altered or something, I think.

And I feel really bad because my twin brother, the immature brat that he is, blames it all on me because, apparently, it was all my downloading and saving that caused the computer to crash down. Sometimes, I really have the strong urge to smack him. Many, many, many times and hard. But, it really looks like I am the suspicious one because I was the last one on the computer before it stopped working. Like I could help that.

Y' know I kept telling them that we needed to buy a new computer, but no one listens to me. And they, apparently believe I'll need a desktop computer instead of a laptop because it's less breakable? I just wonder if there's any logic behind that.