Breathe In {Oliver}
Mar 26, 2009 0:10:17 GMT -5
Post by Abigail Donner on Mar 26, 2009 0:10:17 GMT -5
Abigail wasn't exactly in the best of mood lately. It just felt as if everything was going wrong, and she didn't know why or how to do anything about it exactly. She had troubles concentrating on her school work, but she couldn't figure out why. Her sleeping patterns weren't that great either, and mostly all she managed to do right was the film project she was working on at the moment. But then, if she started failing in her other classes it wouldn't actually help all that much. She wasn't at that point just yet, but if she didn't start pulling her act together she probably would get to it pretty fast. She couldn't understand where it came from all of sudden though, it was just as though her brain could no longer concentrate on whatever it was that was going on during the classes. She tried to as hard as she could though, but it just wasn't working all that well. Gym was probably the only class that didn't require her that much effort, but then her energy level wasn't all that high either, so that didn't go over well. Mostly, she wasn't doing that well anywhere these days.
And then her appetite wasn't improving that much either. Skipping dinner had become a current habit of hers, and she mostly forced herself to eat through lunch because the last thing she needed was for some of her friends to go crazy on her and demand explanations as to why she wasn't hungry or anything of the sort. It was her business how big her stomach was, and if it wasn't able to contain that much food. Though she guessed it probably wasn't that good, she couldn't help it if it didn't take that much food to fill her up. She sighed a bit as she walked over to the center of Macken park, looking around for an empty bench and heading over to one as soon as she spotted it. Along with her bad mood came the usually need to be alone, and she hoped that today it would work according to plan. The last time hadn't been so very successful, the memory of which made her frown lightly and then her thoughts headed over to another direction. Oliver. She still wondered why he'd even IMed her, and mostly who was he taking himself for. Aside from an arrogant jerk, obviously.
And then her appetite wasn't improving that much either. Skipping dinner had become a current habit of hers, and she mostly forced herself to eat through lunch because the last thing she needed was for some of her friends to go crazy on her and demand explanations as to why she wasn't hungry or anything of the sort. It was her business how big her stomach was, and if it wasn't able to contain that much food. Though she guessed it probably wasn't that good, she couldn't help it if it didn't take that much food to fill her up. She sighed a bit as she walked over to the center of Macken park, looking around for an empty bench and heading over to one as soon as she spotted it. Along with her bad mood came the usually need to be alone, and she hoped that today it would work according to plan. The last time hadn't been so very successful, the memory of which made her frown lightly and then her thoughts headed over to another direction. Oliver. She still wondered why he'd even IMed her, and mostly who was he taking himself for. Aside from an arrogant jerk, obviously.