So for the last week or so (excluding Thursday), I had no appetite. I lived on soda, water, and a measly meal a day (Thursday, I went out with friends; food was inevitable...and so is the money I owe them ;.;).
It's probably been a mix of I-don't-wanna-go-shopping and honest depression, but today, I went food shopping (running low on soda). Long story short:
Cottage cheese never tasted so fucking good. *devours* More!
Ever since I got my new, faster internet, I've been reading the Pokemon Special manga (on Onemanga.com) all the time and I wasn't on here for a while. During that time, I became a Red fangirl, because I realised how cute he was. xD
Last time I was on here, I was just an Ash and Silver fangirl. Now, I'm an Ash, Silver, and Red fangirl!!! ;D
I finally finished. Ughhh, it wasn't a pleasant experience considering how I had to repeat myself 55% of the time.
But the dentist appointment went really well I guess...They just told me to brush the back more uggh. And I have to come back for a wisdom teeth pull (the last one) before I turn 20 ore else my insurance won't cover it ????
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Fuck you, America.
The pool party was _really_ unexpected, especially since half the
So I'm being creeped on. Like beyond belief. I've seen one of my friends at work twice. Once was intentionally. The other was unintentionally. He works at Sonic & I tend to go there a lot after skating. :/ My other friend who works at Wendy's saw me eating with my mom, though I knew he was working. He had to work drive thru that day. xD Now he works front register. And then my floor guard buddy is being a creeper, but he just jokes around with me, so it's all good. And then last Friday, a few
A topic that's been coming up in my life recently...
When I turned 21, I could legally drink.
When I told everyone "nah, not into alcohol". They were taken aback.
Is "having a good time" synonymous with getting drunk? Where did this start? Now don't get me wrong... I have no problem with people who drink socially, I just choose not to. But apparently, that makes me prudish.
I just don't care for the stuff...