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Monday, my mom and I went to Michael's for CRAFT SUPPLIES. She's all wanting to make mosaic art which is kind of random, but whatever. I also looked for this clay tool that I want really fucking bad but they didn't have any. Matt said he'd make us some. I also looked for something to give Deanna at her baby shower next month, it drives me nuts because I see what I want in my head and I can't find it anywhere. I have already decided that the only possible thing I can give her is a photo album because like, that's me and she knows it. I think it'd mean a lot. I also want to put a note in there saying that if she wants help filling those pages, I'd love to do a shoot and photoshop them as part of her present. She's already alluded to it and I think it'd be perfect. Problem is I can't find the photo album I want. I want it to be classy and dark brown, without those stupid lines for notes next to each picture, I want to glue zoo animals (her baby room is gender-neutral jungle-themed) and rhinestones on it and just make it really fucking classy, okay, but also adorable. IDK. I can't find any that are good enough.
I got a call from a number that I didn't know so I didn't answer it. The guy left a voicemail, saying he had flowers for me but I wasn't home. Cue me freaking the fuck out because I have no idea who they'd be from and tbh, my first thought was Randy because he's been all up in my facebook chat box lately and talking to my sister, too, and it's like, my thought process is that he saw that I was listed as single so he's trying to get back in and just fucking a, DNW, DNW. And LAST time I got a call about flowers, I had to sit in suspense all day and when I finally got them, they were from Randy and it was a huge emo catastrophe and klsdfhakh. I also thought they could be from Derek, which I also did not want to fucking deal with. My final thought was that it could be the dance team, because one of the moms did ask for my address last week. I was just trying to think of who it could be because so very few people who WOULD send me flowers have my address. I'm not listed, it's not readily available, and I rarely, if ever, give it out. I knew they weren't from Matt because he doesn't have it. I was out of ideas and basically freaking out and having panic attacks because the only conceivable person I'd WANT to get flowers from (or so I thought) didn't have my address so I just assumed it'd incite hysteria of some variety.
Turns out, they were from forensic_angel and it was THE SWEETEST SHIT OF MY LIFE TO GET FLOWERS PRETTY MUCH FROM AUSTRALIA. Three SO FUCKING PRETTY pink roses and a real-live teddy bear (that I have yet to name, fail. IT'LL COME TO ME) and an adorable card and thank you so, so much. It very much made my day and I couldn't believe that I had freaked out for nothing. It made me so happy, thank you so much, sweetie, I will keep them forever. I keep all of the flowers that I get from people, they're all hanging dry on top of my window, in front of my gold crinkle curtains, it looks so gorgeous and I always get so excited when I get new flowers because it means I get to add new decorations to my room, lol, I have dead flowers EVERYWHERE in here, you guys. There's a rose in here up by photos of everything I love and fangirl. I will show you when I find my camera.
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Tuesday I had fucking trauma. I'm really screwed up in the mornings now because I get so flustered and stressed out and excited and kjsdfjhals, SO, I, in my upset, accidentally walked out the door without grabbing my car keys. FML. I am also locked out now. ALSO, DID I MENTION THAT I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING PHONE. YEAH. I BROKE MINE. I WAS TRYING TO CARRY A BUNCH OF SHIT INTO MY ROOM, AND MY PHONE WAS ONE OF THE THINGS, SO I JUST CLIPPED IT ONTO THE EDGE OF MY PANTS. THEN I FORGOT ABOUT IT. THEN I WENT TO GO TO THE BATHROOM. YEAH, GUESS WHAT HAPPENED. So hello to you, water damage. I freaked the hell out and took it apart and tried to blow dry it, lol, which did nothing. So now it's on this ledge drying out and I hope it does because I hate, hate, HATE getting new phones. I hate having to learn new phones. AND, currently, I am using this clunky white piece of shit that is a bitch to text on, and I JUST WANT MINE TO DRY AND LIVE, OKAY, PLEASE TELL ME THE LITTLE BB WILL FUCKING LIVE.
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Yesterday, I had a meeting with Donaho. It was pretty standard, nothing really stands out that I could think to write about. OH, I asked him when he wanted me back and he was like, "Whenever you finish those" and I was like, "I hate when you say that!" and he was like, "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOLD ME TO SAY THAT!" LOL NO I TOTALLY DID NOT. I TOLD YOU SPECIFICALLY NOT TO SAY THAT. LOL IT WAS FUNNY THOUGHT BECAUSE WE WERE BOTH LEGIT PISSED. I told him I procrastinate so I need a date and then he got it and gave me one but still, lol. Then my mom and grandma and I TRIED to go to see Celine: Through the Eyes of the World, but we got there and the guy told us it's only on Thurs and Sat WHICH IS BULLSHIT, OKAY. So we just went shopping instead. I got two new shirts from Express (ONE HAS RHINESTONES ON THE FRILLY SLEEVES, BRB, DRYING) and THESE AMAZING EARRINGS THAT ARE MY NEW FAVORITES. I ALSO GOT UNDERWEAR. LACE WITH *SEQUINS* EMBEDDED IN IT.
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Today, I had clay but oh my god last night, Matt and I were texting, we were just briefly talking about his cat and he says, "I honestly can't wait till tomorrow." I think I'm missing something or forgetting something, so I ask what tomorrow is. "You and clay. :P" SO I WAS REALLY EXCITED TO GO TO CLASS TODAY BECAUSE I KNEW HE WAS EXCITED. And broken record time, HE IS SO CUTE, OKAY. I CAN'T EVEN. OH MY GOD WE HAD CHAIR RACES TODAY. We were making our ~pinch pots~, and we're sharing ~slip~, lol, and then he just slides right up against me and doesn't move (WE HAVE FUN CHAIRS IN THAT CLASS, THEY ARE ADJUSTABLE AND HAVE WHEELS ON THE BOTTOM~!!1). So I'm struggling to push him off of me but it is hard, especially because he's pushing back. Then he makes a point of going to the other side all "FINE!!" like. So I go after him. And we're chasing each other around the room as we're molding clay. At one point we were facing each other and I was kind of up in his face all full of dares and I am so sick of people being around all the time, seriously, because it would have been all too easy to keep going and crash right into his mouth him. He turned around and I caught up to him and hooked my feet to the bottom of his chair so he was pulling me, lol. We left together and it was awkward because we are parked in different lots but we don't want to separate so we just stand in the hall and keep talking and then he asks me what I'm doing this weekend and for once in my life, I am legit fucking busy every day/night this weekend. Tyler ~claimed me~ for tomorrow, we're going out for Riane's 21st on Saturday, and then I have the dance banquet on Sunday. FML, FML, SERIOUSLY I NORMALLY NEVER HAVE A LIFE.
I went to Dairy Queen, came home, and watched Cheers while I ate mah chicken wrap (I ONLY HAVE ONE EPISODE LEFT, I WANT TO SHRIVEL UP AND DIE) and my mom called to tell me that she bought me my ticket to Celine because she felt bad. ♥ SO I AM EXCITED, I'M LEAVING IN LIKE 20 MINUTES.
I got a call from a number that I didn't know so I didn't answer it. The guy left a voicemail, saying he had flowers for me but I wasn't home. Cue me freaking the fuck out because I have no idea who they'd be from and tbh, my first thought was Randy because he's been all up in my facebook chat box lately and talking to my sister, too, and it's like, my thought process is that he saw that I was listed as single so he's trying to get back in and just fucking a, DNW, DNW. And LAST time I got a call about flowers, I had to sit in suspense all day and when I finally got them, they were from Randy and it was a huge emo catastrophe and klsdfhakh. I also thought they could be from Derek, which I also did not want to fucking deal with. My final thought was that it could be the dance team, because one of the moms did ask for my address last week. I was just trying to think of who it could be because so very few people who WOULD send me flowers have my address. I'm not listed, it's not readily available, and I rarely, if ever, give it out. I knew they weren't from Matt because he doesn't have it. I was out of ideas and basically freaking out and having panic attacks because the only conceivable person I'd WANT to get flowers from (or so I thought) didn't have my address so I just assumed it'd incite hysteria of some variety.
Turns out, they were from forensic_angel and it was THE SWEETEST SHIT OF MY LIFE TO GET FLOWERS PRETTY MUCH FROM AUSTRALIA. Three SO FUCKING PRETTY pink roses and a real-live teddy bear (that I have yet to name, fail. IT'LL COME TO ME) and an adorable card and thank you so, so much. It very much made my day and I couldn't believe that I had freaked out for nothing. It made me so happy, thank you so much, sweetie, I will keep them forever. I keep all of the flowers that I get from people, they're all hanging dry on top of my window, in front of my gold crinkle curtains, it looks so gorgeous and I always get so excited when I get new flowers because it means I get to add new decorations to my room, lol, I have dead flowers EVERYWHERE in here, you guys. There's a rose in here up by photos of everything I love and fangirl. I will show you when I find my camera.
♥
Tuesday I had fucking trauma. I'm really screwed up in the mornings now because I get so flustered and stressed out and excited and kjsdfjhals, SO, I, in my upset, accidentally walked out the door without grabbing my car keys. FML. I am also locked out now. ALSO, DID I MENTION THAT I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING PHONE. YEAH. I BROKE MINE. I WAS TRYING TO CARRY A BUNCH OF SHIT INTO MY ROOM, AND MY PHONE WAS ONE OF THE THINGS, SO I JUST CLIPPED IT ONTO THE EDGE OF MY PANTS. THEN I FORGOT ABOUT IT. THEN I WENT TO GO TO THE BATHROOM. YEAH, GUESS WHAT HAPPENED. So hello to you, water damage. I freaked the hell out and took it apart and tried to blow dry it, lol, which did nothing. So now it's on this ledge drying out and I hope it does because I hate, hate, HATE getting new phones. I hate having to learn new phones. AND, currently, I am using this clunky white piece of shit that is a bitch to text on, and I JUST WANT MINE TO DRY AND LIVE, OKAY, PLEASE TELL ME THE LITTLE BB WILL FUCKING LIVE.
♥
Yesterday, I had a meeting with Donaho. It was pretty standard, nothing really stands out that I could think to write about. OH, I asked him when he wanted me back and he was like, "Whenever you finish those" and I was like, "I hate when you say that!" and he was like, "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOLD ME TO SAY THAT!" LOL NO I TOTALLY DID NOT. I TOLD YOU SPECIFICALLY NOT TO SAY THAT. LOL IT WAS FUNNY THOUGHT BECAUSE WE WERE BOTH LEGIT PISSED. I told him I procrastinate so I need a date and then he got it and gave me one but still, lol. Then my mom and grandma and I TRIED to go to see Celine: Through the Eyes of the World, but we got there and the guy told us it's only on Thurs and Sat WHICH IS BULLSHIT, OKAY. So we just went shopping instead. I got two new shirts from Express (ONE HAS RHINESTONES ON THE FRILLY SLEEVES, BRB, DRYING) and THESE AMAZING EARRINGS THAT ARE MY NEW FAVORITES. I ALSO GOT UNDERWEAR. LACE WITH *SEQUINS* EMBEDDED IN IT.
♥
Today, I had clay but oh my god last night, Matt and I were texting, we were just briefly talking about his cat and he says, "I honestly can't wait till tomorrow." I think I'm missing something or forgetting something, so I ask what tomorrow is. "You and clay. :P" SO I WAS REALLY EXCITED TO GO TO CLASS TODAY BECAUSE I KNEW HE WAS EXCITED. And broken record time, HE IS SO CUTE, OKAY. I CAN'T EVEN. OH MY GOD WE HAD CHAIR RACES TODAY. We were making our ~pinch pots~, and we're sharing ~slip~, lol, and then he just slides right up against me and doesn't move (WE HAVE FUN CHAIRS IN THAT CLASS, THEY ARE ADJUSTABLE AND HAVE WHEELS ON THE BOTTOM~!!1). So I'm struggling to push him off of me but it is hard, especially because he's pushing back. Then he makes a point of going to the other side all "FINE!!" like. So I go after him. And we're chasing each other around the room as we're molding clay. At one point we were facing each other and I was kind of up in his face all full of dares and I am so sick of people being around all the time, seriously, because it would have been all too easy to keep going and crash right into his mouth him. He turned around and I caught up to him and hooked my feet to the bottom of his chair so he was pulling me, lol. We left together and it was awkward because we are parked in different lots but we don't want to separate so we just stand in the hall and keep talking and then he asks me what I'm doing this weekend and for once in my life, I am legit fucking busy every day/night this weekend. Tyler ~claimed me~ for tomorrow, we're going out for Riane's 21st on Saturday, and then I have the dance banquet on Sunday. FML, FML, SERIOUSLY I NORMALLY NEVER HAVE A LIFE.
I went to Dairy Queen, came home, and watched Cheers while I ate mah chicken wrap (I ONLY HAVE ONE EPISODE LEFT, I WANT TO SHRIVEL UP AND DIE) and my mom called to tell me that she bought me my ticket to Celine because she felt bad. ♥ SO I AM EXCITED, I'M LEAVING IN LIKE 20 MINUTES.