Drunken Lullabies

Right now, I am currently waiting to go to the hair place so I can do something fun. I'm extremely happy because Monday I convinced my mother to not make me take the Intro to Communic Disorders class. I called her up and begged for mercy. Which she granted me. So, after our fun art class of learning how to draw lines, Cindy and I headed to the mall where we ate a delicious foods. Her's being a philly cheese steak and mine being general tso's chicken with fried rice. Om nom nom. I couldn't eat anything after that. Later that day, I took my brother to his football practice. During which I talked to my mother's friend then relaxed in the grass with Soontar. Later on, after taking kyle home, I picked up Violet and Soontar, her and I went to the fair to meet up with Diana, Fabio, and others. Where basically, we just walked around like cool people, eating really hot fried pickles, drinking lemonade, and making weird references so that if people walked by us, they would HAVE to give us weird looks. And I'm pretty sure we got a few good weird looks towards our direction.


The next day, I went to my political science class. Had some poptarts. Then headed to my Communications class where we discussed our group projects and what our ideas were. Of course, I had the only idea, but its a good idea. I will update later about it, but I will say it involves having Violet wear a really big hat to my classroom.


Later that evening, I went home and ate me some more chinese food from the mall then took a nice hour long nap. I yet again watched my little brother barely play football. And when I say watch, I mean I sat in a chair, read my book, and listened to music. I thought it was a good practice.... :/

I took him to the fair, in which I saw a bunch of gross people yet again. Just driving through the gate makes me want to strip down and take a shower right then and there. Blech. I don't know why I ever thought the fair was "cool". Because clearly, its just a place to gain herpes.


So, I dropped him off and left before I gained some kind of virus. Met up with Soontar and went on a walk around the town. In heels. Good idea right there because I now have 6 blisters. Yay!
But, even though my feet hurt, and I had a headache, it was still a fun night. Swinging on swings and playing tic tac toe=awesome. That night I washed my face and headed to bed. Trying to sleep without sending pain through my body from my blisters. And instead, I just have a mighty weird dream, in which I get shot in the leg multiple times at my father's mother's house. I think I might have been thinking about the movie Gamer before I went to bed, because the just of the dream was, killing people to win the game. It had a Gamer/Warsong Gulch feeling to it. The reason being, all my team members didn't do anything and just kept dying, so I was the only one that survived. It was an intense dream, and I'm not even sure if I won. But it had alot of my friends in it, and then some others that just randomly decided to show up in my dream. It was weird. Even a douchebag was in it! wtf? I don't know.

Anyways, woke up this morning to my mother laughing at me for how slow I was walking down the stairs. Then she laughed at me when I attempted to put neosporin and bandaids on my feet. Because I suck at that and put too much neosporin and the bandaids weren't flexing the right way. I felt like one of those little kids who just wants to put the bandaids on the easiest part of your arm so that your boo boo on your shoulder would stop hurting.

So, then I showed up to art class, where we draw a... Brick. Again. Only this time! we measured the angles. It's a whole lot of fun. I swear I didn't almost fall asleep at one point.
After class, Cindy and I yet again went to the mall and I ate.... CHINESE! Its so good!
Went home, got an appointment at the hair salon and now I'm here. Waiting to go to that appointment. Which is soon. So, yeah, thats my life from monday till this very moment.
Whoopee.

P.s. Patrick Swayze is dead. :( And that is probably the saddest thing to happen to me all month. Awe.