|| SMELL ME
Clay suprised me today. He got off at my bus stop and came to my house. He didn't expect to stay long because he thought I might be asleep. He just wanted to drop some stuff off and then he was going to walk home. But suprisingly, I was actually awake. I was unshowered, smeared-makeup'd, feverish, runny-nosed, and pretty miserable, but awake! I was really unprepared for him. Oh well, he doesn't really care if I'm a sickly dirtass. That's why he loves me.
But hey, I promise to shower when I wake up in the morning. And to shave. Ahahah, my legs are horrible. I'm so honest with these things. If you're honest with these kinds of things, people learn to just accept it and not care.
Alright, so here's a story for the kids at home.
I was in the bathroom today taking my meds for my fever and such. I was going to grab a cup to put water in to wash down the pills, but I grabbed my toothbrush instead. I put it under the running water and then looked at it. I had to THINK about it for a second. I totally forgot what I was doing. And after about 15 seconds of just staring down, I remembered I wanted water for pills and felt like a dumbfuck. Haha, but it was funny. My fever fucks me in the ass.
I was looking at hair..stuff today and I was thinking what to do with my hair. If you haven't figured it out, I'm slowly going lighter. By summer, I should be ultra-blonde. Like PLATINUM. But what about the cut? I've decided to grow it out until it looks pretty bad and then finally cut it. I want people to say "dude, get your hair cut". Before we switched rooms, the kid who was behind me in history used to tell me to cut my hair. It's not THAT bad. It's not bad at all. I just back-comb it sometimes and then it turns to hell when I don't have enough time to condition it right. I am teh LAZYASS. Oh, but the cut. I should do one of those "pixie cut" things. Or what Clay calls it.."head of lettuce/cabbage cut". Whateva. You know what I mean. OPINIONS. YOU HAVE ONE, USE IT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. But the color is non-negotiable. Don't care if I spelt that wrong. I'm going ultra blonde and everyone else can fuckithard.
I'm so glad Clay came over today. To be honest, I was lonely when I woke up. I hatehatehate that. He made me feel a lot better. I feel all loved still. <3 He just makes me so happy. Know what I mean? "i care about you. i care a lot." is all I need. Hah, I talk about this almost entry. I like talking about it. It puts good thoughts into my head.
Tomorrow, I'm going to get up and shower and all that and clean up my room finally. It needs it. BADLY. I am way too lazy to live sometimes. I wonder why I'm skinny as I am. No one comment on that.
for this being a gross, dirtass, sickly, lazyass day, it's been alright.