I dreamt that my little sister is a slut
...and maybe she is. Who knows. I love her anyway.
She cut my hair, and it's still bad, but she got to have fun, so it's worth it? I don't know. I think I'm going to start sticking my head in the shower every morning. Otherwise it sticks up on the side I slept on and drives me crazy. I am not a fan. Andddd enough about my stupid hair.
Experiment 11 tonight. It's an analysis of Alka-Seltzer. "Gravimetric Analysis Involving a Gas." Sounds like a gas! It'll be the last one of the semester. I'll be back next semester to do them all over again, I'm sure. We've got a chemistry exam tomorrow night and I don't even know what will be on it. Ooops. I'm already signed up for the class next semester. Third time's the charm, right? Me and chemistry, we never could agree. I can almost see the sky. My window is not as foggy as it was before.
One of my six-word Memoirs on www.SMITHteens.com was chosen as a "finalist" for the book. They replied today, letting me know which one they were considering, and it's a dumb one. Blech. Silly Rachel F. and Larry INITIAL. Oh well. Maybe one of the submissions I made to the adult book will make it when that time comes.
I need to incorporate foods into my diet that aren't pretzels, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and M&Ms. My body must want to kill me.
She cut my hair, and it's still bad, but she got to have fun, so it's worth it? I don't know. I think I'm going to start sticking my head in the shower every morning. Otherwise it sticks up on the side I slept on and drives me crazy. I am not a fan. Andddd enough about my stupid hair.
Experiment 11 tonight. It's an analysis of Alka-Seltzer. "Gravimetric Analysis Involving a Gas." Sounds like a gas! It'll be the last one of the semester. I'll be back next semester to do them all over again, I'm sure. We've got a chemistry exam tomorrow night and I don't even know what will be on it. Ooops. I'm already signed up for the class next semester. Third time's the charm, right? Me and chemistry, we never could agree. I can almost see the sky. My window is not as foggy as it was before.
One of my six-word Memoirs on www.SMITHteens.com was chosen as a "finalist" for the book. They replied today, letting me know which one they were considering, and it's a dumb one. Blech. Silly Rachel F. and Larry INITIAL. Oh well. Maybe one of the submissions I made to the adult book will make it when that time comes.
I need to incorporate foods into my diet that aren't pretzels, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and M&Ms. My body must want to kill me.