I have just finished scrubbing my face raw with tee-tree oil. I have broken out, and it’s horrible. I’m taking birth controll pills, this sort of thing is not supposed to happen. Waaah. Actually, I find it strange that my skin chose this time to burst into boils. Just yesterday I watched an xfiles in which a man peels off his face, which is something I wish I could do right now. But maybe I’m exaggerating, it really isn’t that bad.
This Saturday I’m going to finish my Halloween costume so that I don’t have to stress about it not being done in time. I’m super duper excited for Halloween! My costume isn’t very warm, so if it rains I’m going to go berzerk and destroy everything in sight. Then cry.
I recently ran into some old friends of mine on Facebook, and they wish to kick it with me sometime soon. It might be fun, though I’ll have to explain to everyone what happened to Brontie, which might make things a bit awkward…
Today when we went into Paul’s room during lunch to play some SC, there were some shitty freshmen on our computers, trying to play. I have experienced no greater satisfaction than when I got to kick them off because we’re fucking StarCraft club and we have priority. Hoorah!
- Today I took out almost two bases using only lurkers
- I’m pleased that there is very little school next week
- I still haven’t even begun to think about Grady’s stupid bio project
- I seriously need to get a job
The people in my class seem to speak an entirely different version of the english language than I do. I just listened to an entire conversation about Troy’s ”thangs” and only just realized that they were talking about his “fine” ass. I only managed to come to this realization after Troy was summoned to their table and one of the girls demanded “let me see them thangs” and proceeded to grab his butt.
There should be a Beginning Ebonics class for white people.