schoolHelloo everyone =D
*sigh* I'm going to miss Aeonity =/ Such an awesome name for a blog hosting site =[ Even seemed to describe my main interests pretty well (i.e. Time and Fantasy). But changing the layout was so freaking difficult there >.> Especially for someone not particularly skilled at coding.
Oh well. Now I have Mindsay ^^ And the first thing I did was make my new blog at least match me interest wise. My favorite colour combination (green and purple), and something to do with time =D It took me around an hour and a half of sifting through images to find one I liked, about half an hour to find a font I liked, and then about ten minutes to fuse it all together =3
Lets see...
Last week, I woke up on Monday morning feeling so uber terribly horribly crap that I basically woke up with tears wanting to flow. I stepped out of bed only to collapse flat onto the ground, my body's only response to my mind's scream of "MOVE" being "Screw you, I don't wanna." Luckilly, I'm a pretty practical (I think that's the right word) person, and figured out that if I should at least turn up at school, if not at the right time. It also decided that the best thing for a feeling like this was to have some time to myself, so I walked to Cabramatta station (I normally take a bus in the morning).
Arriving just at the end of first period, the next thing my rational mind decided was that I needed to talk to a counselor. You see, my mind is basically split into two parts. One is me, the lazy part with most of the personality and knowledge and memories etc. The other is kind of a 3rd person entity that forces me to do the right things, however much I don't want to. Anyway, the counselor wasn't in the office and the Student Support office was empty and I ended up talking to nobody.
The next day, I was feeling a lot less crap, but decided that, I should probably tall the counsellor about how I felt the previous day. The guy over reacts (he's new) and tells the principal. The principal (trusting a qualified counselors judgement) called an ambulance. Instead of an ambulance, a group of police officers turned up (they were grumpy of course. Being grumpy is a prerequisite of being an officer) to take me away. I was taken to Bankstown hospital, and kept in an isolation room for 99% of my stay there. Which was some 4 and a bit hours. =_=" In case you're wondering what an isolation room is like, it's a small room, completely empty, except for a single mattress in the corner of the room (just the mattress, not an actual bed) and a camera in the corner of the ceiling. Oh and a pee pee bottle. The doors didn't have any way of opening from the inside, and there were windows (into the corridor, not outside) that were shuttered. *sigh* I'm ok now, thanks for asking T_T I was ok at the time too.
Onto brighter topics...
Yesterday we had our school photos. I got a haircut. I fell into a micro sleep twice and I'm not sure if my hair was supposed to turn out lke this >.> but oh well. I don't know much about hair anyway. I missed out on Muck up photos =[ Stupid fat lebanese kid in the canteen line >.> I normally have life timed perfectly to suit my activities, and if it wasn't for that kid, I would've arrived at the place with about 2-3minutes to spare. *sigh* Oh well T_T
*sigh* I'm going to miss Aeonity =/ Such an awesome name for a blog hosting site =[ Even seemed to describe my main interests pretty well (i.e. Time and Fantasy). But changing the layout was so freaking difficult there >.> Especially for someone not particularly skilled at coding.
Oh well. Now I have Mindsay ^^ And the first thing I did was make my new blog at least match me interest wise. My favorite colour combination (green and purple), and something to do with time =D It took me around an hour and a half of sifting through images to find one I liked, about half an hour to find a font I liked, and then about ten minutes to fuse it all together =3
Lets see...
Last week, I woke up on Monday morning feeling so uber terribly horribly crap that I basically woke up with tears wanting to flow. I stepped out of bed only to collapse flat onto the ground, my body's only response to my mind's scream of "MOVE" being "Screw you, I don't wanna." Luckilly, I'm a pretty practical (I think that's the right word) person, and figured out that if I should at least turn up at school, if not at the right time. It also decided that the best thing for a feeling like this was to have some time to myself, so I walked to Cabramatta station (I normally take a bus in the morning).
Arriving just at the end of first period, the next thing my rational mind decided was that I needed to talk to a counselor. You see, my mind is basically split into two parts. One is me, the lazy part with most of the personality and knowledge and memories etc. The other is kind of a 3rd person entity that forces me to do the right things, however much I don't want to. Anyway, the counselor wasn't in the office and the Student Support office was empty and I ended up talking to nobody.
The next day, I was feeling a lot less crap, but decided that, I should probably tall the counsellor about how I felt the previous day. The guy over reacts (he's new) and tells the principal. The principal (trusting a qualified counselors judgement) called an ambulance. Instead of an ambulance, a group of police officers turned up (they were grumpy of course. Being grumpy is a prerequisite of being an officer) to take me away. I was taken to Bankstown hospital, and kept in an isolation room for 99% of my stay there. Which was some 4 and a bit hours. =_=" In case you're wondering what an isolation room is like, it's a small room, completely empty, except for a single mattress in the corner of the room (just the mattress, not an actual bed) and a camera in the corner of the ceiling. Oh and a pee pee bottle. The doors didn't have any way of opening from the inside, and there were windows (into the corridor, not outside) that were shuttered. *sigh* I'm ok now, thanks for asking T_T I was ok at the time too.
Onto brighter topics...
Yesterday we had our school photos. I got a haircut. I fell into a micro sleep twice and I'm not sure if my hair was supposed to turn out lke this >.> but oh well. I don't know much about hair anyway. I missed out on Muck up photos =[ Stupid fat lebanese kid in the canteen line >.> I normally have life timed perfectly to suit my activities, and if it wasn't for that kid, I would've arrived at the place with about 2-3minutes to spare. *sigh* Oh well T_T
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