All I've Got Is Nothing Without U

Here we are again! Hiya.

I don't know what I should write for an introduction. I feel empty, dull and recycled. Lol. Did I just say "lol"? Dang, I'm seriously burned out.

In normal circumstances I would never ever lol so it seems this isn't a normal circumstance.

My friend had a pretty self-pity blog yesterday and frightened about its lolness I'll try not to do that (I know my friend knows, we talked about this, so no hard feelings, 'k?).

Just letting you know that this isn't the best possible blog there will be, unless my steel-hard-rotten feelings don't give my writing skills some kind of boost.

Yesterday, a new TV show started over here, in the place where hell froze over. The program is called FlashForward, and it's about this... future vision thingy.

Basically, in a nutshell, the whole population blacks out for two minutes 17 seconds. In this time everyone saw the future, a specific date and time of occurrence.

My friends were saying it's really exciting and addictive. IMO it's not that good really. Of course it is interesting but not really intriguing. What's the difference? I don't know, I just think there is. A difference, that is.

I'm still going to follow the show, since I have nothing better to do. Except studying. Or finding a job.

One of the factors that contribute to my grumpiness is this weird fatigue. My legs hurt for some odd reason. They've been hurting from since I went to the gym after a long pause on Wednesday. Guess the long pause had an impact, making my ... muscles adapt to the laziness and faineance of my being.

Actually I kinda like the feeling. Makes me feel like I've actually done something. Endorfins much? Hope so.

That didn't stop me from working out today, nah, whatya think? I did a full workout, even better; did more aerobic than usually. Sports kill sorrow. Or not, that just sounds funny.

Other thing that makes you feel good is fatty food. It's been researched, actually, that sweet food can be considered as a drug. It leaves its traces in your limbic system, and when you try to refrain from that food, your hypotalamus produces stress hormones. This is why being on a diet feels like the withdrawal symptoms of quitting smoking. The smallest piece of cake seems absurdly tempting.

Guess that's why I took a bite of some mint chocolate my mom left next to the computer. And that bite turned into two, and then those two bites of a single chocolate turned into ten eaten ones.

I'm eating everything I work out right back :D And my mom and brothers came home with a huge burger from Hesburger and french fries! Yummy!

Today, at school, I spoke up. Ha. I wish I had, I just had my impromtu speech. For those who don't know what that means, the teacher chose like 3 people to make an improvised speech. We chose a number from 1 to 74 and the teacher told us what our topic was. We had some time to prepare.

My subject was whether we should have more events and common feasts at our school. I said that it could lift our spirit, but on the other hand, there's only so many people interested in hosting such things. I said that if there were more events, it might become a bit repetitive and boring, since they'd always be the same people performing (even tho I'd love to hear Ms. GreatSinger, refer to earlier blogs).

I got no constructive criticisms, but I was told it was natural and ... I seemed to like it in front of the class. And why lie? I did like it. The adrenaline is stupefying, I love that feeling. If it even was adrenaline, whatever mindtricks it should be, love it regardless.

I signed up into some Biology Olympics. I doubt I'm going to make it, since it's about all the biology courses, when I've only had like 4. I'll still do it, just for the experience.

I wish there was an English one, I might even be able to compete against a brilliant genius friend of mine who's taking part of one abroad ;)

One of my newest addictions is Nexus One. It's a Google-made phone.

I soooooo effing want one. I would've written the ef-word, but since this is a school project (basically) I'm trying my best to keep it clean.

I'll tell ya more about NO in my next blog, since I feel this is becoming long.

My friend is psychic and I'm going to make sure I train her for the great future that awaits.

I'm in great pain, my friend, if You, who is causing this, read this, do something. Cause I'm not going to wait forever. I might wait just a bit longer, but that will be all I can take.

Release me, cause I did my time.

Of this cold case love.