It's always when i don't need to get ready with haste that i do. I have this uncanny ability to get dressed and motivated with rocket speed when actually, this is the only day in about 2 months i haven't had to do so. So now i sit, makeup still application-perfect, hair relatively straight considering its lion-mane existance and clothes pristine asides the small orange juice drop i just accumulated on the front of my shirt; which is karma for being a smarmy bitch and drinking out of the carton.( i offically got smited by a packaged drink). I hate waiting for anything. I think i count down the days better than advent calanders for anything and its torturous, why oh why are the best things always the furthest away?
I seem to also be wearing my acid tongue today, one more sharp comment and someone will rip my head off probably. I can't help be perspicacious and then have a snide comment come out like word-vomit. I always end up verbally spewing something i shouldn't have mentally digested throughout the course of today but my word-sickness seems to be currently in abundance. I guess i am a little bitter that i am fretting over clothing for California regardless of the fact i have tons of it and i woke up at 7.30am today only to be at college for 15minutes.
I need to learn to use the sewing machine, my cut-up-band shirt creations are progressing to become what one could consider 'off the hook', clothes hook style haha. Ohhhh i need to get out. Los Angeles in 8 days seems like a good destination.
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