ACADEMY OF MAKE UP AND FASHION

We woke up at like 5:30, alarm wasnt set to go off til 6 lol oops. He played the new Fallout for a couple of hours and I slept, well I watched the intro and then went to sleep. It looks just like the last one... just you dont come from a vault, which was the only part of that game that I liked lol. I think it was around 8 when we left. He dropped me off and then went to work, I made him late, I always make him late :/ Well got in the house and passed out on the floor, gotta love carpet.
Woke up sometime and Rachael had this bright idea that it was one of those I wanna look cute days and April and I decide to join in. So I put on my little blue butterfly dress, blue earrings, white heels, straightened my hair, and put on mascara. Thats about as far as I go with "dressing up" Im no good at looking "hot" I just dont have that sort of personality and Im ok with that lol. April wore a brown top that shows her boobies off like no other and white shorts, she straightened her hair and did her makeup. Rachael wore a black and white haulter top, short shorts, and knee high black hooker boots, of course she straightened her hair and did makeup as well. We were a sight to see when we walked down to the gas station (where we got free refills), Little Caesars (where I got cheese pizza and crazy bread that hurts my fever blisters on my tongue), and to Dollar General (where I got a new and working yoyo). By the time we got home we were all ready to get into normal stuff lol.
I think that was it for what we did that day... We have exciting lives lol.
That night tho Rachael and I talked about all sorts of stuff. Like tattoos, her car, ect. I really do love living here. I have friends, supporters, people I can go to in need of anything, and we know eachother well enough to survive together happily. We know when we just aren't in the mood for anything and we will pick up eachothers slack if needed. I think we work well together. It was like 10:30 when we all started laying down. April in her bed in the living room (its too big to fit up the stair case lol), Rachael on the couch, and me on the floor. It was shortly after 11 I think when Ryan stopped by for a good night kiss :) He had one of his friends with him, and his hair was all gelled back and looked quite interesting lol but it was great to see him. He says hes gonna be extra busy for the next month or so, so Im gonna be doing a lot of complaining about how much I miss him. He was only at the house long enough to give me his last few peach rings and few kisses, so like 3 minutes but atleast I got something. And a few good night kisses always makes it easier to sleep. So I went and passed out on the floor.

I think I slept alright, I remember doing that whole wake up, turn over, go back to sleep thing but nothing too bad.

This whole not having internet thing is starting to bug me, Im gonna have so much to do when I finally get access again. Im not sure what happened but I cant wifish anymore, Iv walked the whole house, front and back yard but I have no connection... So Im sorry that your gonna be bombarded with a bunch but I hope you still take the time to read them cause Iv been keeping up, Im devoted to this project.

I wanna talk about family for just a second... Iv never really been close to mine except my grandparents and my mom and brother and as that starts to get even smaller it makes me realize how much these people mean to me. I dont wanna go into detail, its not that I have issues with sharing obviously, its just that I dont want to put something out there that the people involved wouldnt be comfortable with. I just want to say that family is supposed to love and support you thru anything and everything cause your family for the rest of your lives...

Lets get to that sticky note. Theres not too much to it really. I like plays. When I went to West Monona I went to every school play, I remember Grease the best lol. Iv gone to a few Cove plays. Its just something I like. Iv been told Im not cultured, and its true. I dont know shit about art but I want to so badly. Things like plays, ballets, museums theyv always held my interest. So maybe one day I can go to a real one, with real actors, and real big lights, and a real stage, and a real audience.
The pictures pretty boring, and Iv done things like it before. Im leaning on the island in the kitchen. Too tired and too uninspired to come up with something better. I may be keeping up with the project but its kinda blowing..

from The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.

I really think you should read it if you would consider yourself an open minded person.
I read it a really long time ago, its great

epic poem that is super powerful and i love.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.