FUUUUUCK! My dad changed my password on aim. I can’t even read my mail. I feel like committing suicide, that's how depressing it is. I rely on my PC for everything (they changed the pass on that too...)!
*just remembered! They haven't seized my gmail (which remains blissfully anonymous to them), so you can email me there: Athene.of.the.Crows@gmail.com
Yesterday in performing arts, I was a transgendered, pyro-lesbian. It was fun. Today I was some lady named Alice who lost her husband in a car accident enjoying a caramel frappaccino at Starbucks. It was stupid.
Gah! I was drinking some bottle of sticky, bright pink medicine lying on my back in the tub, and my brother randomly came in and threw something at me, which provoked my killer-cat-reflexes (!)... I ended up accidentally pouring the whole bottle down into my face and neck. It was gross. I had crunchy pink hair for about an hour.
I gave myself another henna, but all I had time for was my palm. It's got a crescent moon in the center with a star inside of it, the triple goddess sign under that (except I put some sun rays coming out from under the full moon for some reason), some dots above that, and a circlely pattern up my fingers and around the moons. I’ll post it if I can get my hands on my mom’s camera.
I'm writing a short story for English, and it’s about this girl smoking marijuana and overcoming peer pressure or whatever. It's cool.
OK, so writing about random things is all I can come up with today...so... get over it.
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