nonsense
this is antoinette's purse.like her, it is boring and plain, and on occasion, can be considered white.
first stop...toiletries. adcil for headaches, clear nail polish (i don't know why), free tea bags from work, free toothpaste from the dentist, hand sanitizer, more hand sanitizer. mini deoderant, lotion (it's called butterfly flower, which is the girliest name for anything, ever, but it smells AWESOME), eyeliner, lipgloss, more lipgloss, mascara and more mascara. i'm a mascara fiend.
the important stuff: my trusty notebook, filled with rants, rambles, and hey arnold inspirations, a direct desposit form from work (because i hate going to the bank!), the card from the new bead shop around the corner, and my 'God's love' book. i feel like such a shmuck since we've been studying it, since i started it over the summer.
more important things: my planner (look how busy my month is!), wallet, cell phone (the background is a thingy ma dendum i made on photoshop), a java jacket from work, and coupons to einstein bagels.
this is when i stopped trying to be all organized like cecilegrey , and just dumped my stuff out. a bracelet (i'm desigining them for my shop on etsy...to be up soonish), mirror, dentist appointment card, shades that i stole from my sister, more lotion, a hair tie and many, many pens. i kind of collect them.
i don't know if i can name all this crap. hold on...lets sart from the top:
green candy wrapper, shells that i bought from walmart (for 10 cents! bargain!), more advil, jewelry making crap from walmart, my camera that hates me, my brother's headphones, more pens, a jump drive, more lipgloss and a scrap of paper with lyrics on it. if i hear a song that i like and i don't know who sings it, i write down the lyrics and look it up later. this song was sung by amy winehouse. totally didn't sound like her, but i like it.
that was fun. moving on.
carr asked me to a concert in april. kings of leon.
i think i've heard of them, probably in passing.
i might not go. i'm not brokebroke, but money is tight.
we'll see.
in early morning service, she made me listen to the hsm 3 soundtrack.
not fun.
really, its not my cup of tea. at all.
searching for virtues, not vices...
i start back at lifetouch in april.
more money, more problems.
but bct understands. i've never had two jobs before.
i'm growing up to be my father.
the next chapter of the compromise is now a deleted scene. no use prolonging the inevitable.
i've been hankerin' (whatever that means) for some zutara hs/au fic...i must go hunting.
-sb