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alive, alive, i wanna get up and jive
i wanna wreck my stockings in some jukebox dive
i passed in most of my applications today! i still have to...look up the addresses to Clark & Holy Cross...photocopy my writing sample for Middlebury & Wheaton...write some stupid paragraph/blurb for Connecticut College...write an even more stupid essay for Middlebury about where I grew up...
It's all stuff I could do in an hour...and I'd do it in my study tomorrow but I'm going to try to write my Macbeth essay then because I left all my stuff at school...hmm. Tonsss of homework to do this weekend. Yay!
Friday night should be fun though if I'm allowed out of my house...I'll even promise to be home by 11 instead of 12. Promising to be home sober may not happen. Hey, you can't get everything madre...you can't coop a senior up for two weekends and expect them to behave once freed. But then I'm babysitting Saturday woo.
I hate that feeling when you see your weekend fading away before it's even started. I want to sleep the entire time! Speaking of sleep, my pattern is totally off. Okay so I take Provigil which is like low-dose adderol. Adderol is just fantabulous because you feel motivated and awake and kind of buzzed and get shit done. Provigil is ehhh. I'm awake and in a good mood in the morning after I take it...I think it peaks at about 9, then I start to feel too wired and shakey...after school I'm exhausteddd and take a nap til way too late (today 4-8??)...then I'm up all night because I'm not tired anymore...go to bed at 2...wake up at 630...take Provigil at 7....and it starts again...
I kind of feel like cleaning my room right now, but then I think my mom might wake up and be mad at me for still being awake. Hmm. I don't feel like doing college stuff at all. It's all upstairs anywayyy. I'm getting paid this weekend!! And then I'm going to blow all my money on clothes (again). Actually, I need to buy Christmas presents, which is kind of annoying.
I'm not saying I'm a Grinch. Xmas shopping was just more fun when my parents each gave me money to buy them presents! ha. I mean, come on, I make minimum wage. And I really want those erin low-rise destroyed skinny jeans. I think I'll get my dad paint by numbers because it's funny. My mom wants pajamas and slippers, etc. No clue what to get my sister because she doesn't want clothes...she wants spa certificates and these juicy couture earrings but I think my mom's going to get her those. I'm getting Melissa an elton john candle hahaha and idk what else. Then Sophie is my friend secret santa. And Goba is my vb secret santa...I should get her a Nicole Richie-themed present ha!!
My cellphone is dead and both my chargers are at my dad's house. And my watercolor. And I need the car for tomorrow but I guess I have to get it in the morning which is a PAIN but he had a company xmas party tonight in boston so he wasn't around..when I get the car though I think "we" are all going to breakfast at Murph's and skipping English. Which I probably shouldn't do seeing as I am never in school and am most likely at my limit of tardies and absences for the year. But which I probably will do anyway because I succumb easily to peer pressure and have a severe case of Senioritis. If I can finagle money out of mis padres.
I made my decoy lunch tonight! Muahaha. Anything to avoid homework. The sandwich has soap and facewash and toothpaste in it, along with ham and old cheese, and a piece of paper that says "Get your own lunch, scum!" Then there's a 100 calorie pack of graham crackers which I carefully opened and filled with paperclips, blueberries, frozen broccoli, a pad, and ketchup and honey, and glued shut again. And a pack of peanut M&Ms that is actually filled with ibuprofen and some random omega 3 fatty acid pills and various vitamins I found in my med. cabinet. Finally, to wash it all down there is a nice bottle of Poland Springs with lidocaine (makes your throat go numb) and eye drops (I'm hoping for a Wedding Crashers affect) in it. My mom told me not to waste our toothpaste and paperclips because they'll probably just throw my lunch out and not eat it. But I believe. I have hope that they will bite in my sandwich and be grossed out, and then decide the rest of my lunch looks safe to eat and be unpleasantly surprised, and then hope to wash it down with water! You might think I've taken it too far. But this asshole steals at least 3 lunches a day. Today 6 that I know of. Sometimes even more. It's the 5th time this has happened to me in the past two weeks.
Why don't I lock my locker, you may ask. Because I have pride. Having a lock on your locker not only makes you late for class, it is the equivalent of having a rolling backpack. Though my $100 graphing calculator has been stolen twice sophomore year, I will not give in. But I might start locking my locker after tomorrow, because I'm afraid they'll get angry and steal my books or, worse, northface or, even worse, college applications.
Alright I'm less awake now...see ya.