There Have Been Better Sundays

I don't know why, but for some reason I have been in a real depressed mood in the past few hours. I think I need some girls around! Then I just horribly hurt by backbone somehow. Damn, there have definitely been better Sundays.

That was bloody Sunday
It was followed by a blue blue Monday
And I'll never be the same again
I regret that day
It ruined my May
And I'll never be the same again

Hah, I just thought about the above lines from a song I wrote two years ago to the month.

Maybe TV can cheer me up... Hmmm Ton Loc is on MTV... with that 1989 song Funky Cold Medina. Nice, Nice, Nice! It's wonderful what a little TV can do to cheer you up.

Tomorrow I have two exams (see Events) that will be hell on my right arm. Today I couldn't even hold the phone since both my arms are hurting like hell as well.

Despite the fact that tomorrow is a catholic holiday, and no one has school in most parts of Europe, the damn IB still feels like making me drive up to school and write three papers.

My weekend wasn't all that bad. Friday was the first massive quarry event of the year, and I was there for a few hours. Then I went to a friend's house party for ten minutes (I came as everyone was leaving). Then I drove back up to the quarry but when I got to the community below it there were mad amounts of police and firefighters IDing people and putting out fires respectively. So I chickened out and drove home.

Last night I went to Billy's and hung out with the maybe ten people who went there. It was a pretty uneventful evening, but I don't care.

And before I realized it, I just wrote another page full of weblog material. Wonderful! I really hope I'm not sick or something, my legs are like quivering as I type. Scary...