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my dad has switched off the 'net at home and it'll be like that UNTIL my sister finishes her damn essay.
talk about motivation. But I have the 'net at the office, so if I can't beg my dad to let me on because I'm not the one with the essay needing to be finished.
I went shopping on saturday. I spent most of my time at Hot Topic, not to sound hardcore or anything. Because, really, it surprises me how many..er..un-hot-topic like people shop there.
I mean, I always thought the salespeople were giving me bad looks because I wasn't all that hardcore. oh well.
they've had a problem with shoplifting, it's a small store jampacked with things (big and leetle) so I think that's why they give me bad looks because I stay in there so long looking at everything..
sigh.
But, I DID GET AN AL PACINO POSTER!
GO MEEEEE!
it's a nice one, though, it isn't godfather, it's black and white and bloodied up. heheheheheheheheh.
I also got a skirt and a hat. Now, the skirt. I have issues with it. It's a red pinstriped mini, but it's got these rusty sharp pins in special holes made for them, and that's a little..eh.
I mean. I hate it when people call me a poser, cause that's really annoying and what the hell I'm me not anything else so go fuck off. grrr. It's nice enough, and if people give me shite I can take the pins out and stab them and they'll get lockjaw and tetnis shots because their RUSTY muahahahha.
I had prolly he most fucked up dream last night. Willem Dafoe and Mel Gibson, on TV, debating fiercely about wheat farmers.
WHEAT FARMERS.
that's just tooo messed up.
Regards,
-Milky