The Dreamer

Chlorine makes me tired and sore.
I went for a swim today to give the old legs a break from running, and on my last length (which was supposed to be a sprint, too) I got the worst cramp in my calf. I usually only get cramp in my calf in the middle of the night and it wakes me up, this is the first time it's ever happened while exercising. I had to swim back to the side just using my arms and one leg, as it still hadn't eased off.
This was almost seven hours ago and I'm still limping!
I'm all melancholic these past fews days, it's silly.
What's the difference between a poem and a story?
I found the most amazing heels online today- bright red glitter ones, like Dorothy's!
I don't think they're very me, but I love anything Oz related so much that I have to get them.
Speaking of which, I'm dying to watch the Wizard of Oz again.
I've had quite a few severe heart palpitations the past few days, not particularly fun.
I'm avoiding study, and I think I'm done editing my piece of writing, but it's twenty times more depressing now.
I don't want to look at it ever again.
I did draw a beautiful picture of a kidney though.
I'm currently colouring in a couple of nephrons.
That's almost as arty as I get these days, drawing body parts for study.
No matter, only a month till I go home.
Oh, wait.
That means my exams are soon.
Which also means I'm screwed.
Dandy.