Little boxes

I really still can't believe how many things happen one right after the other. Some are such a waste I don't want to believe it's happening to me. But all in all, I've gotten used to everything. Being a pussbag and being emotionally unstable is not my option anymore. I honestly don't have time or enough nerves and frankly I'm tired of everything. I'm mostly tired of myself. Rant is over, my day was okay-ish. Studied like a mad woman all through science and missed the good part where he explained how it can be possible to travel through time by traveling billions of light years away to avoid aging. Mafia is a hippie. Tomorrow I'm making paper mache and I have to take my laptop in for speech because of the limited computers we can use.

A lot of people asked me if I had extensions today. 1) No 2) Do I look like the type of person that would even GO to get my hair did? and 3) No. Haha, oh what a day. I gave mouth to mouth to a baby. He was a male, his name was Charles, he's plastic and his head fell off when someone was "feeding" him. Gross, we're such 12 year old hormonal boys.

I have nothing to do so I might actually play some records and do homework, although it'd kill me if I did. I could also try reading but that will probably be over with within a matter of minutes. It's really hot and I just might go sit in my backyard with my buddies since I haven't paid any attention to them in a while. They're great.

Lastly, I was shopping on Urban Outfitters online today after school and there are SOO many things I want. A tote bag, wallet, bracelet (still the navaho cuff) a necklace, mens shoes and a silkscreen kit. I always tend to shop under the mens genre first. YEAH :D

What a not so interesting post; just things I liked/ waant.

Last but not least

I don't get any better than this.

I haven't listened to Bright Eyes or The Flaming Lips in a while.