|Today I told a stranger that the beads on her purse looked like the teeth of murdered infants.
||[May. 10th, 2007|10:34 pm]
|||||I feel rodent infested.||]|
|||||Lightning Bolt, Boredoms...um, something loud...||]|
I am most displeased by the fact that I've still got about another month to decay in the hell hole that is Ithaca High School. I had my last AP exam today and I really think the powers that be ought to let me leave right about now. Please, God.
What is more pleasing, however, is the fact that I am getting my braces off tomorrow. Oh, the bliss! I am very much looking forward to not having to try to discreetly pick bits of bagel out of my teeth every single minute of every single day. Additionally, I will not look as much like a tall 12-year-old as I do at present.
Update as to my cat's cancer: the tumor was removed via some sort of surgical procedure. He is now in good health, although he is still rather fat and lethargic.
Update on my crazy mum: she is move to Connecticut next year. Wild. I've always wanted to be a visor-wearing yuppie bastard.
Update on my poverty: HAHA! We have rats near/in our house now. We had been feeding them birdseed because they were pretty cute and whatnot, but now they have decided to take things into their own little clawed paws and are trying to invade our modest abode. I swear that I heard one in the bathroom cupboard yesterday morning. We're officially wretched.