THERE IS JUST US.

On the good side... House tonight.  And my English teacher liked my writing.

On the bad side, this means I need to write more.  A teacher died of cancer.  The funeral was yesterday, and I'm convinced I'm empathic--Valdemar style, y'know, with the receiving emotional input from outside thing.  I just... absorb emotions too easily. So that's my explanation. Makes funerals hell, though. Third this year, and the mother of the head of the fine arts department died the day after the teacher.

On the good side... Elizabeth and I are getting to be close friends again. Makes me happy.

On the bad side, this means I have one close friend around me.

On the good side, I have one.

It was about a year ago that I went and got hit by a car. Honestly? That was the first in a string of really fucking weird things. Just... shit, this is the weirdest fucking year of my life.

And I don't even get to talk to Elizabeth as much as I'd like. I... really need to have someone around, y'know? And most of the time lately it feels like I don't.

But then I guess that's what writing's for. *Sigh* My teacher said in class yesterday that everyone tries to make things right in art because they're not in life.  Frankly, I've noticed that the best art isn't about making something wrong right, but showing that it's wrong.  Being honest.  But... in that vein of honesty, that's what I am/have been doing.

I really need to write the one where nothing's quite right.

Or make the other one less right.

On the bad side, I was doing a math problem in my sleep. A problem that was somehow involved with a medical drama--like Gray's or General Hospital. Definitely not House, though.

I really, really need help.

...On the good/bad side... interesting ramble on the nature of death. I need to write it. It's... I honestly don't know if it's a characterthing or a mething.  I think it's a mething. There's no characterization involved, I think, although some of my characters certainly share the opinion with me.

I need to find that speech. "For in that sleep of death what dreams may come." That one.