I woke up like, 30 minutes later then i was supposed to, which really annoys me. I was going to be dorky, and do my make up super pretty, but instead i did a quick and simple kinda gold-brown tone style. Suddenly- BAM! 6:20(am). I finished my make up and went down stairs, chugged a giant glass of chocolate soymilk and ran out the door. I hate rushing! Blah. School was okay, but after lunch time I was a bit upset about a lot of things, mostly family related, (mostly about my dad) and i started crying, right there, in the middle of an exam. Yeah, i know, dramatic. I try not to be dramatic or distress people, but i guess thats always what ends up happening. Then i went to my 6th hour, and a good friend of mine promptly saw what was wrong and let me cry it all out. After that i went to german club (WHICH IS THE BOMB) and made some paper clogs and drew names for secret santa, all the while we were (sadly) (attempting) to sing scilent night in german. It was sad in a cute way. After that my friend Chloes mom picture (obviously) Chloe, legend, and I up. As we were driving, Legend was debating whether or not to come along on the surprise "adventure" planned out for Chloes younger sister. See her hair is... terrible. Tangled, knotted, greesy... it's a bit of a disaster, so after taking Legend home (he decided not to come along), we arrived at this little, itty bitty kid hair cutting place intended for kids ages like... 2-6. Chloes sister is 10 and obviously embarrased. Chloes mom had planned out an appointment, but the hair cutters have decided walk-ins are more important, and Ive been sitting in this kinda odd creepy little kid hair cutting place, sitting next to Chloe and her little sister for the past 30 minutes. My personal bubble is starting to form. Someone save me.
Please?
Someone?
Please?
xoxo,
Emm's
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