yuck.

i have consistently felt like shit for two days,
not to mention how shitty I felt last week before dylan and i talked.
so basically, i've had a week of continuous shit.

and i'm so tired of it.
we talked about the significance of flowers in english the other day, how it's not common knowledge that certain flowers mean different things. apparently, daisies represent joy.

i just think it'd be so wonderful for someone to just walk up to me and give me a bunch of pretty white daisies. it would certainly make me joyful.

or maybe if i didn't have any obligations, and i could just lie in bed all day. that would make me happy, i think.