kelland

Hi.

I. Am. So. Tired. I've been getting five hours a sleep a night. That simply is not enough. I don't see how people function so well for such extended periods of time with even LESS sleep than I've been getting. Doesn't make sense. Must. Sleep. Ugh.

So school started Monday. Whoop-dee-doo, right? Yeah. It's been alright. My classes are nice. I enjoy all of them. I have lunch with all of my friends. I have the first lunch. The faster Kelland gets to eat the happier the Kelland. Art is interesting. I have practically all freshmen in my class. They act dead. They all seem so scared and lifeless. I don't remember being that way as a freshman. Granted, I'm in Art I. I am taking it as a senior because I see nothing better to do and I am fed up with challenging myself academically. Except for English. But I enjoy that too much for it to be a challenge. So anyways. I am a loner in Media. Government is nice. I like government stuff anyway because I'm a dork. We have a test tomorrow that I will study for after I S.L.E.E.P.



I am driving to school. I am driving my dad's old '86 Cougar. Yeah. The one with all the shit wrong with it.

All the shit wrong with it:
1.) Only the driver's side window goes down.
2.) Driver's seat is broken and propped up with Pepsi crates.
3.) Driver's seat belt is stretched out and hangs limply on me.
4.) Radio doesn't work. But at least the tape deck DOES! YES!
5.) Armrest on driver's side is falling off.
6.) Hood doesn't exactly close all the way.
7.) Car doesn't go in park. This is complicated, so allow me to explain. It is very difficult and physically strenuous to switch gears. Even after using all of my strength to put the gear in park, and though the little notch is on P, the car still rolls forward. Therefore, though it appears to be in park, it is not. I have to turn the key, put the car in neutral, turn the key again to turn on the engine, then put it in drive. Then when I park the car, I put the car in neutral, turn the car off, put the car in park so it doesn't roll, and take the key out. Nice. It doesn't make much sense but that's how it works.

The car actually IS a nice car. It runs really well. The ride is smooth and it's easy to drive. It just needs to go to the doctor. But at least I have a way to and from school and work. For now. But I am still looking for a car of my own.

You know that friend? The one that I lost last weekend. The one to whom I have been a good person. Yeah. Well, he called me last night at work. Made me so angry that I started swearing at him while talking lightening fast. I hung up on him. I was shaking afterwards. I don't know what is going on, but it really ruined my night. I wish things like that wouldn't happen to people. I don't think people deserve to be shot down by something like a sour phone call when they are having a decent day. It should be illegal or something. Needless to say, I'm still angry about it. But it will fizzle out.

And now time for sleep. Just remember that Coke is better than Pepsi. But spinach is better than both Coke and Pepsi and all the wonderful soft drinks in the universe combined into some sort of super drink that comes in a way cool bottle with a free candy bar and a trip to Las Vegas and a large sum of money.