Katie Makes the World Go 'Round

I was watching him make a salad and for some reason it made me think "LIVEJOURNAL!" I guess it's time for an update.

Florida was ok. I was really pissy and cranky the whole time, though. I think I made everyone mad at one point or another. I can't help it! It's my damn hormones. I was supposed to get my period and I never did. For two seconds I had a little spot and then it was gone. I'm afraid of what's coming. I'll find out tomorrow when I get my paycheck and go to the doctor. 

Speaking of doctor... I never went for my foot. When I was in Disney World I thought I broke it. In fact, I probably did... but it doesn't hurt anymore and I can walk just fine. ANYWAY...

Today I went over to my sister's and watched Eternal Sunshine and drank a little. She wants to get high one day and watch Millie's Baby Einstein movies.

Well, that's all for today. Maybe tomorrow I'll put up some new pictures or something.

Baibai.

OH! And Brandon and I broke up.

I lost my fucking cigarettes in the hectic phone situation just a minute ago... and I found them in the fridge.

In the refridgerator.

What the fuck?

Today is not a good day.

My sister and I got to hang out all day yesterday. She came and picked me up and we went to eat, then we went back to her place. Two of her friends came up to the apartment and I realized that I knew one of them. I was actually good friends with her sister, Kendall, when I went to hair school. Anyway, they left and we went to Target and then met them all at Ernesto's where I made fun of the other friend because he was an indiot. He kept trying to flirt with Heather and doing other things that just really made me mad. I spent the night at Heather's because I'm kinda scared to be in the house by myself. Have I already said that the paper shredder came on by itself while I was watching Pet Semetary 2? Hm. Oh, and I watched Lost in Translation (LOOOVE) and then I watched the Cell twice and took the Empathy test on the dvd. I got a level four, which I think might be the second worse thing you could have. I'm a bad person?

Well, anyway... I got my mom's check in the mail for Florida, but I have no way to cash it until my dad gets back from Baton Rouge tomorrow, so I can't spend any of it. Not even on sunscreen (or self tanner).

I can't wait to buy cheesy shell jewelry and crap in FL. I kinda want to go to the Hot Topic there to see if it's any different from mine. Have I already said I work in one?

Bleh. I drank a Sparx and a lot of gin last night. I used to think (fun fact: I typed "tink" there first) gin sucked, but you just have to drink a glass first, then the second one goes down like koolaid. Mmf.

Today I'm doing all my laundry and deciding what I'm taking so that I can undecide tomorrow and again before we leave. I did get an effin awesome skirt and some super soft socks with parrots on them at Target.

WELL, I just sneezed and hit my head, so I'm going to go take a nap. Apparently I'm not all here today.

I went to work today and found out that one of my co-workers is in Charter (a drug/mental rehabilitation center) for trying to kill herself! Nobody tells me these things... and I guess I sort of considered her a friend. Apparently she's been on coke for six months. I don't know if that has anything to do with it, but I'm sure it didn't help. Gah. I'm glad I didn't get hooked on the stuff. Mental hospitals are boring.

Brandon left today to go to some Catfish festival (yawn) with Jimmy, Billy, Derek, and Shawn. I'm sure they'll video tape the hilarity.

For now, I'm just sitting at home wishing that my parents had left something other than ramen and wheat bread in the house. Preferrably money. I'm starving! My paycheck went to this stuff:

and the rest I have to save for my Florida trip. And before you go saying, "Well why didn't you spend that money on food"... I got my check the morning my parents left and I didn't know we didn't have any food until I tried to eat the next day.

Brandon thinks my parents hate me.

I think he's right.

I forgot to say that in the three hours of sleep I had, I had a bad dream that Kopilot wasn't selling their little cute stationary, stickers, and charms anymore. I was really upset in the dream. Hahaha. I'm going there after noon when the open to buy as much as I can afford.

Fucking forget it, then... you know? All I wanted to do was help them load stuff into the car.

I asked Gail if she wanted to put the blanket and pillow on the kitchen table in the car, and she says, "Well, eventually" in a really snotty fucking tone. Well fuck you. Fine. Put it in there yourself. That's the last time I offer to help anybody.

They've been doing this for months. I try to make polite conversation and they act like I don't deserve to talk to them. For example, when I asked my dad how he knew what the singer from Flyleaf looked like... he actually said "Fuck you." I am twenty fucking years old. You do NOT talk to me like that, no matter what relation you are. I've done nothing to make them act this way. Whatever. When I don't see them for months and then years at a time, they'll have to either pretend to care or never see me again.

I wish I had different parents.

It's 7 in the morning and I'm watching the Gordon the pig movie.

This is why my life is gay.

My boyfriend, Brandon, and Jimmy on the right.

Today I watched cartoons and laid around in my underwear all day. My parents are going to Baton Rouge tomorrow, I guess to visit family. They won't be back until the fourth. YAY! That means I get the house to myself. Too bad I have to work Friday and Saturday. Heather and I leave for Florida on the fifth or sixth. I'm excited. I love long driving trips. I have to get my paycheck tomorrow so I can buy trucker hats and candy.

Fucking sweet.