Woke up late; still have yet to get dresed. Just wanted to tell you morning, journal. Had another weird dream that I can't remember anything more than some guy in a buisiness suit. I finished a drawing last night and took the time to color it with colored pencils (ick) but it looks better than black-and-white I suppose. (Monochromatic is my specialty) I can't find anything in the house to eat or drink; mama refuses to go to the store. Didn't want to use her coffee milk for cereal so I had to make eggs which weren't bad, but I remembered why I don't eat them often. Anyways, gotta go now. Updates and pictures later.
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I'm going to die.
I eated fish and those little sliver needle bones were in it. I noticed this, oh, about 3/4 of the way into my meal. Ahaha. Wonderful. It reminds me of that one time in that anime Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni when that guy gets the onigiri from the two girls when he's sick. And well, they have needles in them. The worst part of that episode was that I got this feeling of remembering from it. I know, I'm crazy, but it felt like I knew what it felt like to find needles in your food. When I saw that part, my mind did one of those silent freak-out things. Kinda curled up and forced myself to get through the rest of the episode.
So yeah I'm not happy about my fish.
Other than that I drew a terrible picture and colored it terribly.
Eh.
(I want a pillow like the monster one.)
MY DAD'S VISITING, YAY!!~ I'm so happy! I miss him a lot. A lot a lot. And now he's coming and I'll get to see him and it'll be so much fun. I can't wait to tell him some things that I'm sure will surprise him very much. And he might complain and disagree but my mom doesn't disagree with me, and mama's word is final, always. My dad can't stand up to it. And mama's always supported me and backed me up.
This visit is just a mere glint of what summer is going to be like. I can imagine how awesome this summer could be. It probably won't be so extraordinary but a girl can dream, right? I love airports and airplanes. Pools and my dad's apartments (whichever one he might live in at the time, always love it.) Lake Wateree and my gradaddy's house. Car rides and hotels. I've never disliked any of these. Some people hate planes, hate apartments, hate visiting grandparents, and hate long car rides and hotels but I've always found them fun. The best part of hotels is the breakfast and walking down to the breakfast floor in sock feet and pajamas while watching all of the other guests already dressed and looking at me like I just screamed something outrageous at the top of my lungs. (I love wearing my Charizard T-shirt) The only hotel I've never eaten breakfast in my PJs would be the Hilton hotel at Disney World while they were hosting some electronic buisiness convention. There were a ton of important-looking asian guys walking around in thier suits and briefcases. I decided I'd act not redneck at the big fancy hotel. xD
Sorry about the topic-flipping. I had a lot of thoughts I wanted to get out at once.
Anyhoo, I gues this is all the updating I'll be doing tonight. See you later, journal.
 bittersweet93 · Fri Apr 25, 2008 @ 02:09pm · 0 Comments |
