My life and stuff

Chapter 20

Aw fuck I woke up before my alarm. And I get to sleep in since my school starts later than my sisters and there's no need to drop her off since she doesn't have any fucking school. I tested out my foundation I got in Seattle when I was really pale since there's no sun and it's always raining. I look like a ghost! I look like that one time I had a high fever and almost went to the hospital, minus the blush on my face from fever! I look pale! My mom exited her room and I walked out of my bathroom and showed her. I explained that I was just seeing how pale I was and damn. She said keep it if I want,it looks nice anyways. So I had time to shit around and do a full face of makeup. Blush,liquid eyeliner, eyebrow,highlight,mascara, trying to hide this one humongous zit and my under eye bags, yeah the works. It took half an hour or so. I had time to play some acoustic stuff by pierce the veil and sleeping with sirens. I'm wearing high rise black skinny jeans, red vans, and a purple/blue Galaxy PTV t shirt. I took my time getting ready, ate a good breakfast, very aesthetic morning.

Usually I wait for my friend under the stairs while listening to music since she gets there wayyyyy later than me but today I was the one that arrived late and she was under the stairs, so that was funny.

Music: I just roamed the Internet and worked on a music project, I'm almost done with it and it's really frustrating! We're using garage band on out Mac books and it doesn't like to cooperate , le sigh.

Ha I'm smart so I walked to my Spanish class, but the thing is I have that class later. So the teacher asked if I left something in the class and realizastion hit me like a brick. I said "oh sorry wrong class" and zoomed out while she lightly chuckled. AHAHAHHAHA I want die.

English: Another boring day. We read this one letter an angry white parent sent about the "Giving Tree" to an elementary school. She went on and on about how the main character was not a good role model for 5 year olds, and that they would comprehend it in the wrong way. Okay, so 5 year olds will pick all that up just by sitting on the carpet listening to the teacher read the "Giving Tree". Sure. Okay. This is fine. Uhuh. Sounds realistic. Hmmmmm. 

Study Hall: I did some Spanish, I suck at it I have a B. 

Spanish: We took forever to correct some papers as a class. I was so bored that I was tempted to read some fanfic. Key word tempted, I'm to much of a goody-two-shoes. 

Lunch: Alright children, this is where it gets S P I C Y!!!!!! I  was chilling with my fellow music nerds when all of a sudden a random guy walks up playing a mashup of "Sugar We're Going Down" and "This is Gospel". Everyone stopped what they were doing and quietly sang along to it, like it was our own little emo national anthem. I have found my people! Near the end of lunch, three of the people there had cookies from the cafeteria, a cupcake, and I had some gummy bears. Everyone was eating some sort of sweet. What a coincidence. 

History: It was a chill day. We did flash cards and took notes while listening to music. So that was nice. We got our notebooks checked and we have to add drawings/notations about history. Mine was one of the best in the class, and my teacher said that it was very creative. I added a "Fun Fact" thought bubble and he said "very creative". So I'm pretty freaking zazzed that I got an easy 100%!

I AM FREEEE WOOP AND IT'S THE WEEKEND.

OH SHIT WADDUP MY SISTER GOT STARBUCKS, A FRAP IN A TALL CUP! DAMMIT AND I NEEDED CAFFEINE TODAY!

Uhhhhfffff I have a shit ton of homework. How much is a shit ton? A lot I guess. I still have to do those flashcards. I'm confused on some of them, these aren't in my notebook, whaaaaaatt is up.

Okay so it turns out that the one's I was confused about were from AP history. Ha looks like I'm doing a teeny bit of college work. Wow I'm ready to fail. My best friend does AP history and she hates all of the homework. One time she did just AP homework for an entire night and still didn't get to do the rest of her homework. But don't let that stop you from taking AP. For example, I'm thinking of taking AP english next year. I can do gifted english in my sleep. No effort and I have an A. So, moral of this anecdote it take risks, but don't bite off more than you can chew. I dunno, what do you think?

YAYA MY BEST FRIEND AND HER FAMILY IS HERE, WE'RE HAVING THEM STAY OVER BECAUSE SOMETHING ABOUT THEIR HOUSE BEING RENOVATED. WOOP!

Mmmm, Thai food, I'm starving. I gobbled it up, like a human vacuum vroooooooommm.

This is kind of embarasing, but since my little sister never gets her ass off the couch for her free time (can't blame her, same honeyy) she always watches disney chanel. Well there's this one show called "Andi Mack" that used to play in the summer and now it's back with season two. Today was the premiere and I had a prediction that one of the character's (even though he technically had a girlfriend) was gay. My sister didn't believe me. Well well well, I WAS FUCKING RIGHT. YES HUNTY TAKE THAT HOMOPHOBIC LITTLE SISTER HE IS GAY, HELLA GAY, WOOP! HE LIKES THE POPULAR BOY. HE USED TO BE SUPER EXCITED WHEN THAT BOI TALKED TO HIM AND AND WOULD FOLLOW HIM AROUND AND FREAKED OUT OVER AN AUTO CORRECT FOR AN ENTIRE EPISODE ONE TIME. IN THE TRAILER FOR SEASON TWO, HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GONE CRY WHEN THAT ONE BOI GOT A GIRLFRIEND. BUT DRAAAMA THE GIRLFRIEND IS ONE OF HIS BESTFRIENDS. OH NAH HUNTY. 

So I flipped out while I was clinging onto my friend and threw a couple pillows across the room as well as myself. Yes I threw myself to the ground and just kind of layed there. Yeah I'm fiIiIiIiNnNnNeEeEe

Mmmmm dessert. We had these creampuff things but I've never really had one so I thought it was hot and I blew on it. Then I took a bite and the creamy white substance splattered on my face *insert lenny face*. My friend was howelling with laughter!!!

I'm oddly tired it's sleepy time but I haven't showered and nor has my friend. I'm being nice and letting her shower first while she plays K pop and I dance in the hallway to "Mic Drop" now that's my shit. 

Time to shower and...no shampoo. Oh poo. 

Well we're all snugly bugly. She's next to me on an air matress and I'm in my teeny tiny twin sized bed. I've been looking at memes for five minutes and then she asks me to talk since she's never had many sleepovers before. Hahaha luckily I am here to show her the ways of a "proper" slumber party. I climb in bed with her and we cuddle while trying to decide what in the hell to talk about. We talk about boys and I talk about the kind of cute football player that asked me out. He looked fiiiiiiiiinnneee today in his football uniform. Idk, people look better in uniform. 

We talk for about another hour and then end up looking at memes because why not. We both burried our faces in pillows trying not to laugh and wake anyone up. 

Then she asked about part of my past. I don't want to talk about again, not here, so I'm not going to say now but I am going to say that it was a bit traumatic. She had to hold me so I wouldn't freak out and I had to take breaks and started hypervenalating a bit. Our arms were pretzels. She even pointed that out to make me laugh. 

We talked some more and eventually felt tired. I kissed her goodnight and she kissed my jaw/cheeck (she meant to aim for my cheeck, common mistake tbh she almost got my neck but I hate hate hate it when people touch my neck so that's good. Oh and I'm not gay btw) . I got back in my bed and looked at memes and Shane Dawson . Soon enough sleep took me. Good night it's like 3 am I think maybe 2.