Ths stupid feeling of todays game being the last game at home this year...

Yes, I'm in school today, I don't know if I'm well enough but I had to, or my sister would die of jealousy and I wouldn't go to the hockey, so here I am, eating HALLS (reminding myself that I have to buy some more later) and blowing my nose every second minute. My nose is red and hurts when I touch it and I can't think as clear as I want to...

Who said that life's fair?

I'm freaking out about onights game. You know I do my Maths and I counted out that this might be the last game at home this year... Stupid thoughts. Stupid, stupid thoughts. I have to stay positive, you know, keep up the spark and the hope.

This hopeless feeling, this fear of fallinging down, but I'm not crashing now

[Safe and Sound]

So I'm heading for another packet of HALLS now, lol.

Bye all!