falling down an elevator shaft

mood: not here
music: none. absolutely nothing. weird.
CPCetc: yeah, i'm a nancy. i know.

I could not go to school today.

Last night was my last Mad Dinner ever, and I cried. And I know that all of you are going to call me the biggest pansy that ever lived and I know it's true. So, go ahead. Say it. 'Kiri Palm, you are the biggest pansy that ever lived. Ever. Ever ever ever.'

...Don't you feel better now? That's good.

Anyway, so I was all *sad face* and also *pathetic*. And I felt like about ten kinds of shite. And I almost got into a spat and avoided it with my sad face and patheticness and then I went to bed. And this morning, I woke up and I did my American History homework and I took a shower and I was still in a funk and I said to myself, 'Self, suck it up. We've got to go to school.' And my self said to me, '...Damn it all, I tried,' and proceeded to sulk. But I went anyway. I drove to Orchescheiβ and forced myself out of my funk and things were pretty okay.

Then I got to class. And Laurie told us that she heard on the radio that there was a kid from the area. who got in a car accident. His name was Kevin Smith and he went to West. And he'd died.

Life's just going to have to wait today. I'm not ready for it yet. And I know that seems selfish and juvenille and all, but I can't do it today. I just can't.

So it's college apps, overdue schoolwork and extra rest today. Feel free to give me a call if you need me; I'll be around.