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Everything around me is always breaking or leaving; shattered memories litter my mind.
But I'm still hoping and dreaming that it will all return someday.
Travel safely, be well. I miss you.
Back to more normal mundane life-ish stuffers... Speaking of me breaking everything I touch, my FISHTANK shattered today. The bottom glass panel came partially off, and the middle of it just... went poof. So my carpet is soaked through, and theres a lovely mildewy scent in my room. EW. If I have an aura of weird smellyness tomorrow, you know why. How completey NARSTY.
Festifall! Awww, almost no one seemed to go this year... everyone was busy and crap. Junior year isn't hard, but it has sooo much hw, its completely rediculous.
But I did totally get high off funnel cakes and smoothies and stuff, and bought this cute...thing. I dunno what its called, those lil mannequins that can hold jewelery? My family seems to think that expensive gifts indicate love, and buy me all the necklaces in the world, despite me never really wearing them anyhow. So yeah, I'm sticking them all on this shiny lil mannequin thing. She's so awesome. ^^"
I don't think the sugar's worn off yet. The guy dumped a HUUUUGE amount of powdered sugar on my funnel cake...like I need more energy. Oh dear.
Parents = unstable twitchy psychos. My parents have now decided that, in order to maximize my homeworking-ness, they'll sit and watch me do it every single time I start, so I can't get off track. It's REALLY creepy having someone lean over your shoulder, breathing down on your neck, and constantly just watching you. And that's their normal behavior.
No, their unstable twitchy psycho part stems from something else, something far more scary then just that.But that's a story for another day, at another time...cause I see my mom's coming to join me in my HW-ing. I hope it's just a phase or something...
But I'm still hoping and dreaming that it will all return someday.
Travel safely, be well. I miss you.
Back to more normal mundane life-ish stuffers... Speaking of me breaking everything I touch, my FISHTANK shattered today. The bottom glass panel came partially off, and the middle of it just... went poof. So my carpet is soaked through, and theres a lovely mildewy scent in my room. EW. If I have an aura of weird smellyness tomorrow, you know why. How completey NARSTY.
Festifall! Awww, almost no one seemed to go this year... everyone was busy and crap. Junior year isn't hard, but it has sooo much hw, its completely rediculous.
But I did totally get high off funnel cakes and smoothies and stuff, and bought this cute...thing. I dunno what its called, those lil mannequins that can hold jewelery? My family seems to think that expensive gifts indicate love, and buy me all the necklaces in the world, despite me never really wearing them anyhow. So yeah, I'm sticking them all on this shiny lil mannequin thing. She's so awesome. ^^"
I don't think the sugar's worn off yet. The guy dumped a HUUUUGE amount of powdered sugar on my funnel cake...like I need more energy. Oh dear.
Parents = unstable twitchy psychos. My parents have now decided that, in order to maximize my homeworking-ness, they'll sit and watch me do it every single time I start, so I can't get off track. It's REALLY creepy having someone lean over your shoulder, breathing down on your neck, and constantly just watching you. And that's their normal behavior.
No, their unstable twitchy psycho part stems from something else, something far more scary then just that.But that's a story for another day, at another time...cause I see my mom's coming to join me in my HW-ing. I hope it's just a phase or something...