Day Six: Amnesia

I don't remember what it was we did today. Everything was one big haze. I was supposed to be memorizing stuff for the Elementary Slam thing on Monday. And working on my stupid British accent while projecting for Tuesday. But whatever. None of that got done. Jordan turned 8. He's my mom's cousin's son. So that makes him my... 3rd? cousin I guess... I don't know, but he's a sweety.

I had sprite...

It made me happy.

The mom told me it was sprite zero...

but I was still happy.

Day Five: Mania

I want to get my hair cut. I want to get my permit. I want to get a job.
I really want a lot.

And above all else I want a Monster.

My cousin, evily, drank one in front of me.

And offset my fair good mood.

To an insanely bad mood in a whole of five seconds.

I hate life without caffeine. I have to sleep more

and I feel really drained.

Day Four: Cancellations and Delays

Our court trial with our oh-so-lovely neighbors has been cancelled, delaying the enevitable case that we, eventually, have to face. The reason for the cancellation was that the judge hadn't finished the trial before us. Thus we have to wait another month or so before we can get a reschedualed trial date. Worse of all, I could have went on the Creative Writing Field trip, but seeing as they cancelled last minute I can't.

I hate courts and judges

and let us not forget, my neighbors.

Day Three: On the Last Bit of Natural Fuel

It's offical, my neighbors are The Devil's Rejects reincarnated. I hate them with a really big passion that is for some reason growing when I get tired. The one day I need to be in school we have to go to some stupid court case. Just so they can lying through their teeth again. I swear even the chronic liars I know look honest up against these people. And worse of all, they won the appeal. Then again, the appeal was just the first battle of the war.

Still. I needed to be in school. I had an important field trip I wanted to go on, but noooooo mom had to shoot that down.

And I have dress rehearsal for A Cat's Tale.

Goody.

But I want as many chances as I can get to rehearse so I'm not going blind into this show thing.

Anyway day three of silence and natural energy and I think I'm running low.

Day Two: Permanently on Edge

I don't like this one little bit. And I'm going to complain every step of the way. Why? 'Cause I can. Life without caffeine is like... life in limbo. Amplified. To the 10,000,000,000,000,000,000 power. Yeah, that bad. Or...Maybe... just mmmmaaayyybbbeee I'm overreacting because it's 7:43 am and all I want to do is sleep.

I think I'm regretting my descison just a little bit. Caffeine is like God. And I would pray and take weekly trips to churh if I could just have a coup of coffee or energy drink or chocolate.... something!

And this is where I get all melodramatic and weepy and everyone starts to give me weird looks. Go ahead click the back button on your browser.

You know you want to.

I hope the how lack of caffeine is like being a vegetarian, the first week is the hardest and then it gets easy.

Right, easy.

This is why drinking lots of caffeinated things all the time is a really bad idea.

Functioning without it is like trying to eat fire.

And lets not even get on the music subject. Being subjected to hearing the same song circulate a hundred times sucks.