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Today was a bit of a mixed bag. Got to school, class went fine, ate my lunch, Digital Imaging was actually kind of cool today, what we did makes sense and I didn't feel like an idiot asshole, which is always good.
Left to go to the piercing place to get a retainer, which Maria said would be $8. That didn't really go well. Got there, the retainer was $12 (or they just didn't tell me about any others); and I got the feeling the guys I was talking to were looking down at me, I felt very "Oh my god I totally have my nose pierced twice and I think I'm scene!" I think that is what they were thinking... so I felt like an idiot and a wuss. Then on the way home there was a lady walking a sheltie and I asked if I could pet it and she just looked at me and shook her head disdainfully and kept walking. And it hurt more than it ever should have.
So now I'm at home, waiting for Jen and Jamie and Maria, so Maria can lend me her retainder because I work tomorrow and I need to know how to take my shit out and put that shit in.
The cranky mood is definetly not helped by watching Brokeback Mountain and crying way more than I did in the theatre. I just feel down
...
There, I just called my Mom and wished her a Happy Birthday and Rabbit Rabbit and everything.
Tomorrow is working 9:30 -9:30. Blarggh
Left to go to the piercing place to get a retainer, which Maria said would be $8. That didn't really go well. Got there, the retainer was $12 (or they just didn't tell me about any others); and I got the feeling the guys I was talking to were looking down at me, I felt very "Oh my god I totally have my nose pierced twice and I think I'm scene!" I think that is what they were thinking... so I felt like an idiot and a wuss. Then on the way home there was a lady walking a sheltie and I asked if I could pet it and she just looked at me and shook her head disdainfully and kept walking. And it hurt more than it ever should have.
So now I'm at home, waiting for Jen and Jamie and Maria, so Maria can lend me her retainder because I work tomorrow and I need to know how to take my shit out and put that shit in.
The cranky mood is definetly not helped by watching Brokeback Mountain and crying way more than I did in the theatre. I just feel down
...
There, I just called my Mom and wished her a Happy Birthday and Rabbit Rabbit and everything.
Tomorrow is working 9:30 -9:30. Blarggh