I've seen better days, I've been the star of many plays

I spend so much time quoting songs lyrics that I wonder if I have any words of my own. I am articulate and expressive but I still feel that the hollow strung letters humans use for a main form of communication are inadequate. I do not always express myself well and people too often enjoy assuming what I mean instead of giving me a few minutes to work it out.
Why am I even worrying about this now? I spent most of yesterday slumped wearily against furniture because my legs felt too heavy to lift. I felt transparent but so worn out. Such a pretty little girl; too bad it looks like she got into a hammer fight.
My first class of today was Creative Writing. It's going to improve my writing skillz. The teacher is an actual writer, she doesn't just teach it. I have drama next. I would squeak with joy but that requires movement. I did my movement walking around campus. I must conserve my precious energy so I can write even more incoherant journal entries.


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