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Random Thought # 4: You should never have too much of a good thing.

For the past three days, I've been absent due to mumps. Monday was alright, and I was very happy to stay at home. But then my mother opened her mouth and told me to start on my THE project. Thank God for the high level of self-restraint that I possess, or else I'd be in jail for attempted murder. *SIGH* So I did my project all afternoon, and woke up on Tuesday with a sore arm.

Tuesday, though, was the day of our special function. In THE. I could've just slept the whole day through, but out of respect and compassion for my groupmates, whom I care for very dearly, I attended the function. Despite the sore arm, I helped out, even when I started to get real dizzy. I had to call my mom to bring me home, and then excused myself from the rest of the function, 'cause I was getting really weak. Not that I'm whining or anything... Okay, so I'm whining. But who wouldn't? This mumps of mine had really bad timing.

And today, Wednesday, we were supposed to pass our project in Physics. I made my little red , balloon-powered toy car. Unfortunately, my extremely reliable mother 'forgot' about it while doing her errands. When I found the toy car, which was still in the back seat of our real car, I really wanted to slap my mom silly. She bosses me around to do my projects, but then forgets to hand it over to my teacher for grading? Twisted, that woman.

Anyway, what's done is done. I'm going to try to hand it over when I get to school, but I'm not really going to get my hopes up. My Physics teacher might be close to our age, but she can be real strict when she wants to be. I just wish that this sickness is over, cause I haven't been able to do what I want to do since Monday. At least at school I have my freedom, even if it is limited, and my teachers don't watch my like I'm a criminal.

Random Thought # 5: Is living a crime?

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Random Thought #3: I like thick blankets.

I like my blankets. They're thick, comfy, and keep me warm at night.

Sometimes, when I feel happy, I lie down on my bed and hide under the covers, smiling to myself and just savoring the joy I feel inside. I'd closed my eyes and pretend I was in a different place, being someone else entirely.

Or whenever I feel like my world was crumbling all around me, I'd hide under the covers and cry my heart out. I'd mouth bad words under my blankets, imagine that whatever made me cry was there in front of me and I'd shoot, stab, and break it's bones with my bare hands.

You see, under my thick, warm blankets, I can pretend. Pretend the world was mine, pretend the boy I loved was courting me, pretend I was a spy like Jennifer Garner in Alias, pretend I was travelling the world like Lara Croft does when she's tomb raiding, pretend, pretend, pretend...

Honestly, I don't like pretense in my life. I avoid do so myself whenever I'm with other people. But underneath my thick blankets, I'm safe to pretend.

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Random Thought #1: Black-outs suck.

Six consecutive days of no electricity is bad for a girl, and since our shower is powered by electricity, I've had to take my baths old school style. It's bad enough that I have to put up with the heat at night ('cause my room is in between my parents' and the entertainment room), but to not get a satisfying shower in the morning is enough to drive me crazy. Then its school for nine hours straight...grrr...

After 12 hours...

On the bright side, we now have electricity once more... Hallelujah! We received it when I was in school, a good thirty minutes after I left home. If only it had come an hour earlier, then I could've showered and left the house happy. But never mind that, 'cause I have showered and am very, very happy.

Random Thought#2: The children of tomorrow will die without electricity.