The times they are a changin.

Man, yesterday was weird, a real life Wacky Wednesday. I semi-woke-up to my alarm and immediately turned it off, shrugging off my 8am math lab (so easy to do). I got up in time to make it to R&R History, then went to the 12 o’ clock math lab to make up for my morning attendance. I was kind-of, I don’t know, bewildered all day long. I think that’s what it was. Since I left my bed I had this hazy remote panic floating around me. I haven’t felt that way in a long time, and I was panicking because I remembered this feeling, vaguely resembling a meek depression. I walked through school like a zombie, and didn’t speak at all other than to thank my math professor for her signature on my make-up attendance form. It could be because I was at the mall with Bekah the day before and celebrated Veterans Day by spending WAY too much money on 2 boxes of dead sea manicure sets because the guy hypnotized me in the mall. He first put some yummy smelling lotion on the top of my hand, once that was done he reeled me in closer, asking if he can see my hand. He had a sexy Brazilian accent and he made very startling eye contact. As he buffed my middle finger nail, he explained how good this was and yaddah yah. Finally he showed my silky shiny nail, in which I could see my reflection in, and told me he’d give me the set (the yum lotion, magical buffer, nail file, and cuticle oil) for half the regular price! I was reluctant…and this he could sense. He picked up another box, and said, “okay, because I like you, and I know you really enjoy this product, I’ll give you a second set, absolutely free!” I hung my head and accepted, he got me, $75.00 later. I have two sets of incredible nail buffers. Come get a manicure.
I also spent a lot of money on food, I bought Bekah lunch and dinner. I got a new nose ring and a belt. Spending money is stressful since I work only one day a week, I REALLY have to not do that anymore. Especially with Christmas coming, and so many friends and family!

I’ve been scratching the first layer of my flesh off for the last few weeks, and it is getting progressively worse. I have red welts and bumps all over my legs, and I’m positive that the reason is my mom’s cat’s flea crisis. She denies this accusation and tells me it’s a psychological induced rash, that due to stress I itch so relentlessly. I’m going to the Doctor tomorrow after school and will get a blood test done to get to the bottom of this.

So, anyway, I wasn’t able to fall asleep till’ 2am this morning, and forgot I had my phone on vibrate, so instead of waking to Buffalo Soldier, I awoke to my phone vibrating on the ground. I drew three whole pages in my sketch book, wild images! I will scan and share them asap.
I got to go kick it with my big brother and Brett the other day (Monday) and we jammed out and they coerced me into trying something I thought looked especially revolting. (Budweiser & Clamato) Enjoyed it!

Max came over to participate, and lend a hand in the War of the Flies. I was lying in bed watching Veronica Mars season 3 (RIP) and I looked over into Jade’s cage, and notice she had flies all over her! It was horrible; she looked like one of those African children with flies in their poor little eyes. So I got all the fly swatters, took the doors off and went to freaking nuts! I was sweating and listening to my Pandora ‘The Who’ radio station. I was experiencing serial killer tactics, and decided max needed to come over and get in on this, I called him and he came over and we killed SO MANY god damn flies, and cleaned Jades cage. And then went to hang out at his placey. Very

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I'm off to work! xoxox

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