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Waiting for Risa to complete her shower so I can moisturize my face up and go to class.
I'm a mess today! I ran to the dollar store quick so I could pick up some bathroom spray and poop in my house while keeping my roommates happy and not wanting to run for the hills. It turned into me going to Hardings to get things to put on my burrito that I remembered I had at home, by the way, it was delicious! Either way, all that work and I haven't even pooped yet! 'Ehh, maybe tonight if I'm lucky. I also had a mishap of me walking down the stairs after a refreshing shower, and I fell down the steps, I know....a big surprise, either way, I fell and my towel fell off my body and I'm now the newest student ghetto flasher. Because of course this would happen on a nice day when all of our windows and blinds are open and everyone's enjoying their porches once again. It's good that I don't get embarrassed easily. Then I keep dropping everything, and burned myself while making my burrito. I'm having an ultra clutz day. At least I'll have things to talk about in counseling, including the random puke that is sitting behind our chair in our downstairs living room that someone just covered with a towel. I feel completely disrespected and disgusted about that. I haven't been home the past two weekends, so I don't know who's been around really. But come on, are you kidding me? You puke behind someone's chair and just cover it with a towel for who knows how long and don't tell one person who lives there about it. You're disgusting. I don't like to live in complete filth. Risa thinks I'm a nutcase because I'm still pissed about it, but I'm not resting until I know who it is so they can get my "have some fucking respect" talk, and maybe a punch in the face. Alright, letting it go. It's such a beautiful day outside. I wish my front bike tire weren't low so I could ride to class. Yadda badda. My foot feels like a wreck! Enjoy your days!
I'm a mess today! I ran to the dollar store quick so I could pick up some bathroom spray and poop in my house while keeping my roommates happy and not wanting to run for the hills. It turned into me going to Hardings to get things to put on my burrito that I remembered I had at home, by the way, it was delicious! Either way, all that work and I haven't even pooped yet! 'Ehh, maybe tonight if I'm lucky. I also had a mishap of me walking down the stairs after a refreshing shower, and I fell down the steps, I know....a big surprise, either way, I fell and my towel fell off my body and I'm now the newest student ghetto flasher. Because of course this would happen on a nice day when all of our windows and blinds are open and everyone's enjoying their porches once again. It's good that I don't get embarrassed easily. Then I keep dropping everything, and burned myself while making my burrito. I'm having an ultra clutz day. At least I'll have things to talk about in counseling, including the random puke that is sitting behind our chair in our downstairs living room that someone just covered with a towel. I feel completely disrespected and disgusted about that. I haven't been home the past two weekends, so I don't know who's been around really. But come on, are you kidding me? You puke behind someone's chair and just cover it with a towel for who knows how long and don't tell one person who lives there about it. You're disgusting. I don't like to live in complete filth. Risa thinks I'm a nutcase because I'm still pissed about it, but I'm not resting until I know who it is so they can get my "have some fucking respect" talk, and maybe a punch in the face. Alright, letting it go. It's such a beautiful day outside. I wish my front bike tire weren't low so I could ride to class. Yadda badda. My foot feels like a wreck! Enjoy your days!