Is is just me or has today just seriously felt like a Thursday?

I don’t feel like my insides are going to forcefully shove their way out my mouth anymore so I’m going to bed and getting off this hard tiled floor.

I want to go to sleep but I can’t because I’m too busy throwing up my entire stomach.

I just had like the weirdest dream ever. I was at some place like Applebee’s but it looked more like dos amigos and for some reason I was there with Lizzie McGuire and her parents and we were leaving there and Lizzie then was my mother and we went to family dollar and bought a coke and some bananas and then we were driving my brothers(Joshua) car and someone hit us but my mother was like “no they didn’t rear end me its just a soft spot” and like the police like turned on his siren and made her pull over. And the police officers told us we had to get out of the car and they took my phone out of my pocket WITH A KNIFE and proceeded to go take it to like a pawn shop like place because the camera was as good as what the cop had in his car. And somehow we got talking about how to make a thing you use negative parts or something like that and I was like this isn’t quantum physics we aren’t playing around with anti matter here. So the cop that took my phone comes back and it’s scratched all to hell and the cameras just look like little milky circles. And so my mother and I get back in the car and leave and Joshua is now suddenly there And I’m bitching about this to him and he tells me my case was ugly anyways. And I’m like super upset because now I can’t snapchat my best friend Karla and I just say I might as well go get an iPod touch and my mother tells me those over heat a lot. And I don’t even remember what happened after that but I woke up.

Ok so I felt bad yesterday. So when I got home at around four I took some medicine and went to sleep. Well I woke up at 8 and now it’s 4:30am and I have to be up getting ready for school at 6

IM FREEEEEEEEE CHRIS GOT MY DOOR OPEN AFTER ABOUT FIVE MINUTES OF FIDDLING WITH IT!!! I still have my door. But I have no doorknob.

He’s saying we’re going to have to break it down.

Now my cousin is over here trying to open my door with a screwdriver

And now he’s taken the doorknob off. But the middle piece is still there.

I am literally trapped in my room now. My brother like fucked up the door so that you can’t turn the knob all the way. And like I didn’t shut it because I figured I’d get stuck in here. And Joshua just went and shut it and now I can’t open my door. I get the feeling I’m going to have to cut a hole around the knob just to get in and out of here again. And right now the only way out is to literally slide out the window because that only opens out and not up.

I’m thinking about changing my URL back to ladynicklebottoms. What do you guys think?

Wow I just realized I’ve been REALLY inactive lately. Sorry guys I’ve kind of wasted all of my time playing portal and Minecraft as of late. I’ll eventually back into the groove of posting more regularly.

I am so angry. It’s hot as fuck this time of year in North Carolina and my school was holding a pep rally outside in the stadium this afternoon at literally the hottest point of the day. So I wore some shorts like any logical person. And my school has this dumbass rule that your shorts can’t be more than 4 inches above the knee, which in itself is fucking ridiculous. And they deemed my shorts too short and made me miss half of first period while I waited on my brother to being me FUCKING PANTS BECAUSE WHO EVEN MAKES SHORTS LIKE THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE and it just upped my anxiety and stress levels I literally was on the brink of a panic attack in the middle of the fucking office and I was in literal tears throughout it all. Half from anxiety half from pure rage. And like I’ve worn these shorts and others like it before right in front of the principle and shit and no one said a single thing. But then the moment a teacher says anything they start harping on me about this shit and I just really fucking hate this place. Like heaven forbid I try to not have a heat stroke while you force me to wear pants during an outdoor pep rally in the middle of summer. They even told me I would have to spend the day in the EVEN HOTTER iss room if I didn’t change. And I’m just sitting there like what the actual fuck. Iss is not for people who have too short shorts. It’s also not for people who are late or skip school. Those people go to detention. Iss takes them out of class. If anything they need to be in class. They got in trouble for not being in class. So you punish them by taking them out of that class more. What fucking sense does that make. And like the lady who told me all this said that dress code is in place to prepare us for the business world. And in sitting there like IM NOT GOING INTO FUCKING BUSINESS. I HATE BUSINESS. Plus a lot of places that people my age work and will work at after high school have fucking uniforms. So why not just have uniforms if you want to “prepare” us and you’re having so many issues with it. God I fucking hate this school and all the idiots that work there. Luckily my mother just let me go home today rather than deal with these douche nozzles the rest of the day.

I’m gonna fucking combust. I came home yesterday and the ac was out so it was almost 90 INSIDE. I couldn’t fall asleep until after 4. I got 1 hour of sleep. I slept wiTH AN ICEPACK PRESSED TO MY FACE BECAUSE IT WAS SO HOT. And I’m so fucking desperate to get out of this stupid project management class that I am literally switching to a goddamn aerobics class. And long story short, I hate North Carolina.

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