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I found my sisters sewing machine from, like, 10 years ago, spent Tuesday fixing it and such. I took some pants in and tailored a shirt. Woooo. More to come, I'm sure.
Rogak got back from England on Wednesday, so we hung out and I got my haircut. It's been a *family reunion* type situation for a while, though. On Thursday we went hiking, where I sustained large, bloody scratches on my leg. My brother in laws were just making fun that it was just more hardxcore and went with my image. Haha. I don't give Haskell (the one I don't like) enough credit. He's generally nice and sometimes funny. He just doesn't have any patience :[
Pictures of my wounds are forthcoming, and here are some of my hair.
Bonus: my glasses are back! :D
After a few months I'm gonna have to cut the long bits, and then I can look like a boy while waiting for my hair to grow. Weeeee. I wonder what weaves are like...Eh. Like? Don't like?
School is approaching far too soon. I still didn't finish my painting from June CAUSE I SUCK COCK LOL. I have 7th off every other day for the first half of the year, I don't know what I'll be doing that period, knowing no one with that period lunch. On the bright side I'm taking cartooning, ceramics, selective painting, and fashion workshop. I love public school :)
I'm hoping to chill with some people this week, but the whole *family* business is making that difficult. And Rogak has to read something for summer reading. We looked at the list, and it turns out I've read 3 of them. Man, I am such a nerd.
The Sabbaghs (Sister and brother in law) will be leaving at 1ish tomorrow, but Sharon and Haskell will be here 'til Thursday :[ Liora and the soon to be brother in law will be leaving sometime tomorrow evening. The fiancee is so cute X3 Their wedding will be fabulous; I can wear whatever color I want. BRIGHT PINK, HERE I COME :D I'm gonna have no hair to do anything with, but whatever. *burp* I hear that weaves hurt. Like, even if you just put them on clips and such.
After my sisters leave I get to eat the shortbread Rogak brought me from London :) I wish I could dye my hair. Maybe once I start school up and mah parents see how HARD I work for school they'll strike a deal with me. I doubt it, though. It's not their fault, I know. My Mom just doesn't want me to look like a weirdo for, like, attractiveness purposes. And my Dad, of course, doesn't want his daughter to be anything but normal and healthy. Whatever, under the circumstances I should just appreciate that I get to dress the way I want to.
People who talk to me in real life will know that my stomach is a pathetic organ that bothers me more than is healthy. Ilana asked my grandmother for me what I should do for it, grandma, being a major health nut, was loaded with answers. So now I'm full of vitamins and oils. They don't taste good, but it's better than the pain I endure on a regular basis. My Mom has decided that my kyphosis is bad enough that she wants to take me to Dr. Murthy (the back doctor). So now I'll probably have "exercise" that I'll need to do so I don't become an ugly hunchback. My parents should not have been allowed to procreate. Out of 7 children, only 2 were fully healthy. Yet another reason why I should not have children. I'll only pass on shitty quality teeth, scoliosis, cancer, and more fun diseases! And of course my ugliness. Ha.
I'm getting into From First To Last. They sound like the noises a bunny would make if it had a pike through it's brain. A bunny with self-image issues. Today my brother in law was like, "[you're] like a cute dead girl." Heh. That was the one I don't like so-so much. He's funny, sometimes, though.
I want to see Tegan and Sara in October, but I don't know anyone who likes them. And the tix are, like, 35 bucks so I can't just make one of my friends come with me. Ditto Mayday Parade/All Time Low/The Maine (they're all playing togezzer). Uhm. That's really it. I am excited for everyone to leave tomorrow. I don't have a room right now. It really sucks D:
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