Oh dear sweet baby Jesus, there is FIVE TO SIX INCHES of snow outside of my window. FIVE to SIX inches. And it is February. I don't know if I can handle this madness. The last time I saw real snow, it was two and a half years ago. I don't have a coat. SNOW.
Oh shit. I have to drive in this ridiculousness tomorrow.
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It was my birthday party today. I got pretty pretty presents. One was a St. Jude pendant that is the exact same length as my cross, so I am going to the mall tomorrow to get my cross chain shortened.
I also got a t-shirt that says "Haikus are easy / But sometimes don't make much sense / Hippopotamus". I had to explain to everyone what a haiku was, which was tragic and more ridiculous than the snow (SNOW!), because seriously? You don't know what a haiku is? ...Seriously?
AND I got a bag that says "Leave now, before I shed my human skin and eat you." It is very appropriate, and I'm going to take it everywhere.
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I applied for an internship at my Daddy's company. My online password is nepotism, and they will pay me nineteen dollars an hour if I get it. This is exciting.
Less exciting was the realization that after I get done SELLING MY SOUL for good grades, I will have to work forty-hour-work-weeks all summer, so that I can afford to go to Peru next summer, and grad school after that.
Damn you, real life. Quit messing with my pool time.
Oh shit. I have to drive in this ridiculousness tomorrow.
***
It was my birthday party today. I got pretty pretty presents. One was a St. Jude pendant that is the exact same length as my cross, so I am going to the mall tomorrow to get my cross chain shortened.
I also got a t-shirt that says "Haikus are easy / But sometimes don't make much sense / Hippopotamus". I had to explain to everyone what a haiku was, which was tragic and more ridiculous than the snow (SNOW!), because seriously? You don't know what a haiku is? ...Seriously?
AND I got a bag that says "Leave now, before I shed my human skin and eat you." It is very appropriate, and I'm going to take it everywhere.
***
I applied for an internship at my Daddy's company. My online password is nepotism, and they will pay me nineteen dollars an hour if I get it. This is exciting.
Less exciting was the realization that after I get done SELLING MY SOUL for good grades, I will have to work forty-hour-work-weeks all summer, so that I can afford to go to Peru next summer, and grad school after that.
Damn you, real life. Quit messing with my pool time.
- Location:the middle of a blizzard
- Mood:
devious

