It's Either a Voice in My Head or a Tumor

"Oh my god! Don't even joke about things like that!" Get over it...


Had a delayed opening at school today. Whatever the reason I got to skip English and Math (guess I'm safe for not doing my homework for another day). I went into the engineering room to work on my little Lego claw from yesterday so I could program it to carry 3 blocks into 2 bins with a single button. Conveniently the program was by Lego.

I was practically snapping my mouse in half since the teacher was taking FOREVER to explain what we needed to do next. Honestly, if you can't figure out how to use a computer even a little bit on your own, this school is not for you. Eventually I just tuned him out and did the project on my own so I could spend time listening to music at the end.

You know how I said I was going to go to the Gay Straight Alliance meeting today? Yeah, I didn't. I was halfway there when a tiny light in my head went off and just told me not to go. I tried to argue with this little voice but he won the battle and I headed for the bus. What were the voice's words?...

"This club is only for the people who give a shit."
"It isn't a good idea. Something's gonna go down..."
"You're tired. This place will be here next week. And you can't just walk in for no reason."


I don't know what was up with my head but whatever it was it sounded pretty harsh on me. Am I insane? Or did I already establish that. After all these thoughts were mine. It's not like some outer being brainwashed me. But it was just pretty fucking weird.

When I got home I lay on my bed and took a long nap, something I've never actually done on a normal day. But it's late so I have to put my little thoughts away and clean up around this place before Brian get here. *Looks over at corner of room* Dammit...

I probably won't have time for a post while Brian is here but if I get the chance to be alone if he's in the shower or something I'll try to update. Clean-up time! Now where do I start?

Live.