Another Third Period.

Haven't you missed me? I know you haven't. Don't lie. After two days of intense migraines that had me stuffed head first between the couch cushions for hours on end, I'm back in school. I still have my migraine, but I'm back. The break was nice, regardless. I know that I'm going to be busy as heck through November, so the day off is always appreciated, even if I want to smash my skull open.

Being the loser that I am, I've starting thinking of who to cosplay at Anime Boston in March. I'm thinking Rangiku Matsumoto [BLEACH], and everyone else seems to agree. So, unless I find someone better, Rangiku it is. Her costume should be simple enough. Black robe, pink sash, white belt and bow. I'll probably just go without the sword, rather than have to be checked in by security. I'm strangely excited for this, as nerdy as that sounds. It's just another chance to act, to produce a character that is not myself. I should cos every day. Today, Andrea. Tomorrow, who knows? Someone new. Naw. People think I'm insane enough as it is. I should probably refrain from proving them right.

Ah, hey, that reminds me. I finally talked to James yesterday. That's right, after two full months of being completely ignored, he didn't hang up on me when I called. I'm beyond ecstatic. I've missed him like crazy, as asinine as that may seem after all he's done. Regardless, I care about him, and he promised to always be my friend. I really thought I'd lost him. But, I don't know, I guess it was just one of those things. I'm still not sure if I can trust him. I mean, I want to, but he's broken my trust before. Besides, he only seemed sincerely sorry half the time, the other half it just seemed like I was a complete bother... It's just nice to know he's breathing.

My headache has faded significantly since I've been in school. Maybe it's finally going away. Or maybe there's a gas leak in my house. Gaia knows. I feel rather calm now, though. I've regained my tolerance of idiots. The boys next to me aren't bothering me at all, now. I was just so tense before. Maybe I'm okay now. I hope so. I haven't been entirely in control of myself for like the past two weeks. It's been bugging me.

I feel like this class just won't go by. Twenty minutes left. I'm totally hating this weather. Ninety degrees in late September? Is this one hell of an Indian summer, or is global warming the cause? The seasons are most certainly shifting. Summer's pushing into autumn which is pushing into spring which is pushing into summer. But, maybe they're not pushing. Maybe it's time for the seasons to shift into a new place. All the same length, but in different months than we're used to. Or, maybe it's just global warming. Maybe.

Well, I'm gonna finish up and post so that I'm not in mid-sentence when the bell rings. That's not for another seven or so minutes, but, y'know. Just hate being rushed to finish something.