a retraction

ahhhhh, Nick has been reading my blog, and was rather dismayed to read that he thought I was boring. Apparently he does not (think I am boring), and he says I should not write what I think he thinks. He just doesn't like to read; it has nothing to do with me. And so, since I do not want to spread utter fallacies, I shall retract my statements and offer my most sincere and humble apologies to the subject of my latest (and apparently innacurate) object of blogworthy accounts.

I could blame it on that crap I took to get rid of my migraine. Suz told me that I said I was going to join the "Peach Corps", which sounds interesting, with possible sunny connotations. A beach job, perhaps? Anyhow, I won't be taking it again, I got all woozy, and then when I laid down, my pulse skyrocketed, and then my skin started itching. Its not easy to sleep when your heart is beating away like Thumper's foot and stupid places itch, like the bottoms of your feet, your eyelids, and the inside of your nose.

Alas, I have yet another exciting class to go to; Psychology (which actually, to my chagrin, has been pretty interesting). Probably because we are studying teenagers, and it is interesting to hear her thoughts on raising them. I still remember being one. So vivid are the frusterations of adolesence and feelings of angst to me that I can totally relate; yet my teacher thinks that teens are mysterious creatures that have complex problems facing adulthood. I had always thought that adults had complex problems facing teens. lol. And now I'm an adult, and I still think that teens are misunderstood by most adults. Who cares about purple hair? As long as they have a healthy life view...

But if I don't get to class, my healthy life view won't matter; my teacher still won't appreciate my tardiness.