I don't know why, but lately, anything anyone does or says is driving me up a wall.  From being just plain irritable to thinking they can treat me like shit 'cause I'm 18 now.

Not to mention I'm sick.  I feel like someone's taken a paper towel and dried all the moisture from my nose, and then rubbed my throat until it was sore.

I don't know.  Maybe I'm PMSing...?  I've never really PMSed before, so...  It's unlikely.  But what else would explain it?

I've also been restless a lot as of late.  As my good friend BAX put it, "Not that there isn't anything to do, but I can't find anything worth doing".  Everything has lost it's intrigue.  I don't have any idea why, but it has.  Perhaps my slight realist nature is coming into play finally, and that's it...?  I also have found reading (nonfanfiction) more fascinating nowadays.  And I'm not talking about reading my normal fantasy, but rather reading things like biographies and history.

Maybe I'm finally catching up with the real world...

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I doubt it...  >.>