Mmmbabaaann...
PB&J gives me hiccups when I eat it really fast. Youever get that where you're feelign something, but it's not a word, it's just like...a conglomeration of noises? Yeah. That's what the title of this entry is. I feel...Uhhmmmmmmbabaaannn....Summat. I'm upset cause I gotta pay like $75 to get my SAT/ACTs sent where they need to go, and $65 for my Notre Dame app, AND $65 for my MIT app. And I have $57 in the bank right now. And two paychecks of...$60 and $70 I think. So it's like just nooooot enough. And something got messed with my schedule...so I'm only getting like $20 for my next two pays. Which is BAD. I mean, not bad-bad, cause I get paid every week, so it adds u, but like 'I need $ for school/car' And yeah. I'm such a carb whore. Nomnomnom, burrito, sammich, and crackers. Really.
Grandma (Meemaw) is coming down tomorrow. That rocks. She's the one who'd take me to see all the colleges. Maybe we'll do that...or go buy clothes...or sit around. I dunno. Maybe she'll let me pay her for my MIT app, cause I need a credit card to do that one, which we have not. So yeah. Spider Man is on. Normally I'd be like 'bah, bed', because it's 1:11, but NOT REALLY! Clocks go back tonight, so it's really (not really yet, but eh) 12:11, which isn't bad. I'm grabbing a coke, brb.
Euch. The coke was flat. Bleh. Oops, forgot to put my dish in the sink. Brb again.
I wish it was like 3 degrees warmer. I can't say I'm looking forward to it being cold. But then...
- Cold = snow = pretty
- Cold = snow = snow days
- Cold = winter = days off (Nov 12th for instance, random day off)
- Cold = holidays! = too much food = me being a fatty
- Cold = christmas = OMGPRETTY. I don't even care about the presents. Just...tree...smell...warm-pink-orange atmosphere...it's amazing...*sigh*
- Cold = Lights!
- Cold = ICE SKATING
Those of you who know me...Ice Skating is like my dream date. A cold night, beautiful stars, in the middle of the city...a little ice ring that circles a giant christmas tree, populated with all sorts of people. Everyone is smiling, having a good time, bundled up with earmuffs and hats and scarfs...Familiar Christmas tunes lilt across the plaza, a cheerful background to the chatter and laughter of happy families, friends, couples...Skating along, holding hands...it starts to snow...pure, large flakes, puffy and soft, speckling the skaters with white...look up to the night sky, snow and stars mingling in the rainbow lights from the tree, reflecting in eachother's eyes...a warm embrace...a tender kiss...Gaaah, it makes me shiver thinking about it...I want it...
Now I feel like drawing...gotta find my sketch pad...I need more .5, .7 sucks.