Four.

Hah, I don't have much to talk about, but I don't have much else to do, so why not? 

It's been four weeks since I stopped washing my hair as of tomorrow. So far so good. I mean, the grease doesn't phase me. Even when I "washed" my hair, I'd go four or five days inbetween. I watched the greatest movie ever last night. The Bob Dylan movie, I'm Not There. Yeah, it was rediculous, and my dad didn't get it, so he gave up watching about ten minutes in, haha. I especially loved the whale eating little black Bob Dylan. And the music? Amazing. I mean, I've never really given that much thought to Bob Dylan, but most of his music is fantastic. Even other peoples' renditions of his songs were good. But I'm not going to lie, I looked at the track listing for the soundtrack and I don't understand one song at ALL. Ring them Bells by Sfujan Stevens? Yeah, I love that song, but I did not hear it once during that movie. Or maybe I did, and I was just too tired because it was wayyy past my bedtime.

I have the weirdest cat ever, he likes to lay on his back. It's really a strange sight.

Annnnd, I got my prom dressssss finally. My momma ordered it for me online! It's pretty simple, but I love itttt. It's long and black with white and rhinestones. Actually, it reminds me of my cat Shorty...

I love cats (:

radaradarada

I'm not going to lie, today kind of sucked.

Kind of is kind of an understatement.

I want the day to be overrr so it can be tomorrow and it can all be peachy keene.

a real post.

I am sore in places I shouldn't even be sore. I don't know why I'm sore, but it sucks. And hurts. Legs, arms, shoulders, and neck: all sore. I felt like my legs were going to snap off or something. I feel like death. Death. Death. Death. Bah. So yeah, I've been planning ahead for AP art next year, trying to decide on a concentration. I'm thinking something along the lines of phobias/paranoias, or some anatomy/medical stuff. Blah, I need to draw more. More. More. More. I'm not good enough, and I need practice. Because, you know, practice makes perfect ;). I just need to learn to take more time on things. Take it slow. Because right now, I'm like a speed painter, I swear. And I'm doing art school research. I need scholarships. Or. Else. Eh, It's all pretty stressful right now. Lack of moneyz, lack of talent.  Haha, okay, I admit I was kind of fishing for a compliment on that one ;). Not entirely.

BTW, I'm at the halfway mark for not washing my hair as of tomorrow, THREE WEEKS!!!!!!

Yayayay, me and austin are awesome (:

It's been awhile

Haha, my computer stopped working, and I'm wayyy too lazy to re-reformat it, so I havn't been posting.

Nothing of great interest has really happened. I still have not washed my hair.

Two weeks, six days.

I need to remember to write my job shadow thank you letter.

Speaking of, I had a great job shadow day with Jenny Stanley (:

I'm working on a new altered book about religion. It's pretty intense.

Not really, I just started it actually. I'll let you know how it turns out. 

I'm not really all that happy with it so far, actually. I might get a new book and re start it. Maybe.

Oh, and my camera is dead. Dead. Never to return.

I would probably try to make some money to get a new one, but guess who can't even get a freaking job? 

Plus, I still have to come up with like two hundred more dollars. Blah. 

So, that's all that's been up lately.

My tummy hurts ):

Oh, and I finished Ella Minnow Pea. It was wonderful, I would highly recomend it (:

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Today was kind of crappy, for a sunday. Church and lunch were nice and all, but everything after that turned to dust. I did about two hours' worth of yard work, and my dad gave me ten dollars. Seriously. I made sure it was as absolutely as perfect as possible, and ten dollars. I'm never going to come up with the money. I mean, I haven't even asked my parents about Bigstuf, because it's so much money between that and the mission trip. I mean, honestly, they could probably come up with the money, but it's not like they'll just give it to me. Even if they did, I'd feel bad. It's really seriously stressing me out. And it's impossible to find a job. I just can't deal with it right now. And I don't know, I just feel kind of helpless and worthless and everything else that comes along with it. For that reason, and others I guess. I don't know, I just feel kind of seperated and detatched from everyone and everything. I'm not right. I'm not good enough at anything, and that's really what it boils down to. And it doesn't help that everyone has someone. Except for me. I feel pretty alone right now.

No mean to be a drama queen, I just feel awful