First of all, I'm up to $9.90! One-Zero, here I come! Thanks, you guys. ^-^

Second of all, here's a special pluggie to...
The-Muffin-Man, The-Muffin-Man, The-Muffin-Man, The-Muffin-Man, The-Muffin-Man, The-Muffin-Man, and *gasp* The-Muffin-Man
for fulfilling his promise of seven comments. Woooooot! d=(>-<)=b The plugs for the rest of you special people are below. ;)

Third of all, I haven't gotten sick yet. If I don't get the symptoms by...Thursday, I should be out of the danger zone. ('-^)=b Wish me luck.

Fourht of all(yes, I know that's a lot of 'of all's), I cut my hair today! Bangs in the front, trimmed a couple of inches in the back. I had bangs before, but I cut the rest of my hair short with it--below my chin. This is different and I have to say, I like it! =D

I wish I had a picture for you...you'll just have to make do with an example. Uh...I believe a girl on the new PCD reality series: Search for the next Doll has the same hairstyle. Chelsea is her name, I believe. Like that, only on an oval-faced Chinese teen. ;) Oh, and I can dance. She can't. XP Haha!

Well, nighty-night!
the Dot

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yesterday in my cellphone while in the bathroom at a resturant. Shut up, I wasn't doing the nasty. =P

"Things in my household aren't for real, aren't true/truth. It isn't that she has moodswings, more like she never lets anything go. Almost like she has her guard up continuously, against anything that might hurt her, including me. Which is kind of the way I work, too...I suppose." End of unsent text message.

I kinda get tired of it, you know? Tired of having my emotions run ragged from her side. I get pumped, elated and deflated. I hate it. It's like she's lying all the time. You think she's happy, laughing one moment and she's angry the next. Feeling guilty about something and it turns around to be your fault in something else. She makes you think she really likes you and then/but then she hates you. Like that. *sigh*

Okay, about my haircut yesterday. There are people who's job is to wash hair, right? Well, I got this woman who started washing the front of my head and I obviously thought she'd get to the back later. Rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat, wash, towel. Nothing. She didn't wash the back of my head! She pushes me up and I go to the chair on my left. My mother is across from me reading a newspaper. She looks up and asks, "So fast? Wow!" then "Clean? Is it clean?" The woman is standing right there so I kept my mouth shut. My mother asks again and I give a small smile, polite smile that says nothing. The womans sees and eyes my mother and me.

Her: Oh, kids these days are really sensitive! You can't scratch their heads, they don't like it.
Me: *soft laugh* Ah, I don't mind. *smile*
Her: Oh, well...you see her head. It's very sensitive. You have to tell her not to scratch her head. Because the more you scratch it, the skin gets torn and-and People like her can't do that because their scalp is dry and it'll get bad. Blah bla blah...
Me: *inside* Hello? 1.) My scalp is WET, you just washed it--the front, anyway. What the heck are you saying?
Her: Oh, let me try again/try this on her. *pulls me back to her station* Here. This has mint in it, a minty feeling.

So she starts pouring this stuff all over my head, cold narrow strips like ketchup on a hotdog. I start feeling what she calls the 'minty feeling'. Only it isn't minty, it's alcohol-y, it has medication in it. I was like, WTF? I had to sit there with that stuff on my head for 5 minutes, chanting 'wash it out, wash it out!' Grrr...>.>

To the actual hair cutting part: The guy did a pretty good job. He was quick, most of the time was spent blow-drying my hair. Only the thing was, I hadn't noticed he had a foot problem so I was leaning against the back of the chair. He had to bend down to trim the bottom of my hair and finally, he pushed me to sit upright so he'd have a better time of it. I feel bad...>.<''

Anyway, to clear up any misconception: my hair is still about mid-back in length, bangs are eyebrow length. Oh, and in response to ranor's thanks: Heehee, I always make sure I spell things correctly before posting. Well, most of it, I miss things. =D

Aw, latah.
the Dot

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I'm watching a piece on Judy Garland and I am enjoying it immensely. ^-^ Ah, I love it! I love her. *sigh* No words can explain...do you know what I mean? I just love the classics. As I've said before, I'm such a romantic. XD Totally. Gone. Hahaha! Ohhhh...I. Just. Love. Her. I love it! I just keep sayin' it over and over agian. >.<'' Hah.

Don't forget, I have 30 sec. clips in My Media mod over there. -----------> Donald O'Connor, Gene Kelly, chorus. Oh, and I have the full version of Mika Nakashima's Glamorous Sky and Anna Tsuchiya's Zero. The latter is in English. ;)

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did anyone read the two newest additions to my Reading room?

One is a piece named 'Untitled' and the other is the Beatles' 'I'm so tired' lyrics. The latter is sort of tied into my 'Something I wrote...' entry. I'm not giving you a link to it. Click it from the mods on your left. =P

I am bored, tired...strangely energetic and lethargic at the same time. I want to do something, something interesting yet I don't feel like it. That is, I want to...but I don't. >.> Heh.

Okay, this is a boring entry so I'll leave it here. Peace!
the Dot

p.s. Kudos to dear, dear randomjunk for being the only one to comment my prev. entry. ^-^

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This is what I wanna do:


Snuggle away!

But...I cannot. I must make like the Roadrunner and run. Bye-bye!

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I thought up this entry earlier today on the way to class. Most of my ideas are thought up this way, when my feet are set in a direction and my mind flies away.

Do you believe? Do you believe the stories in books? Fantastic scenes from far away places, realms that may or may not exist, dreams that may never come true as much as you hope, people--creatures that live in them. Vampires, werewolves, unicorns, mermaids. Thumbalina, Edward Cullen, Turquoise Draka, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.

Oh, and below is a piece that I'm thinking of using in my next layout. Tell me what you think. ^-^

in the myst by ~evil-bunny on deviantART

BTW: The piece has nothing to do with the topic above it. I just thought it would be easier to mention them together, given my awe-some memory and the similarities between the two.

So, do you believe?

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I woke up before dawn today feeling absolutely wretched with a horrible painful scratchiness to my throat. Surprisingly, I can still speak. I thought I was out of the danger zone, but I guess I better take some precautionary measures, just in case. More water, vitamin C (Halls Defense), fruits, soup, nothing fried/anything 'with heat'.

I'm feeling a bit cold so I'm wrapped up in my blankie, but I'm not sure if that's just the early morning. I might go to the doctor later today, I'll have to call my gran to get her to go with me. I'd rather go alone so I don't bother anybody or whatnot, but I can't, stupid 18 and older policy--pediatrician, btw.

Ugh. *squirm* Now I have a tummy-ache, too. ={ Hellllp! Waaaah! TT.TT

Later...
theDot

--Check out reading room. Wanted ya'll to tell me what you think. Doesn't 'Untitled' sound like a children's book? Yes, it does. I'm not feeling that much better...okay, a little, but that's like comparing an in. to a mm. >.> I wanna say good-night, but I'll say good day instead. So...

Good day! ^-^

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So...turns out I'm not going back today. We're going back tomorrow. Whoopee. I had seen the calendar, but the stupid idiots leave out the holidays/vacation days and so no one really knew when to go back. However, I saw that we have a thing on Wed. so I knew we had to be back then. I confirmed it with a friend. Here comes the messed up part:

She had asked several times over the course of the day about when we were going back. Sometimes I answered, sometimes I didn't. I went to the bedroom to make my call so I wouldn't have her nosey nose in my business. Friend A answered, we cleared it up, I returned to my post on the floor under my laptop. She asked again and I told her. She asked me again. "Are you sure?" I said yes, I was. I had called a friend.

She: Are you sure?
Me: I asked a friend, mom.
She: Are you sure? Who did you call? A--?
Me: No, she's not picking up the phone.
She: A--W--?
Me: Yeah.
She: Did you call Lorriane?
Me: No. I was going to save her number last time, but you didn't so I couldn't.
She: No, I did! *checks* Oh, I didn't. I only have Lorraine ---'s number.
Me: See?
She: It's okay. I can call ---------. They'll give me her number.

WTF? She didn't believe me. Like always she thought I was lying--I would skip a day of school or something. She brought up Lorraine to intimidate me. She always uses the friend card on me--people she thinks are good, proper girls who 'aren't like me'. All assumptions and oh, so wrong. You know kids are always polite and sweet in front of adults, it's respect. It doesn't mean they're the best fricken people on the fricken planet.

Lorraine--She hadn't seen her for years, whom I hadn't seen for years, either. Suddenly, I see her in the hallway (before break) and my ma's back to 'using her'. Like I would turn tail and run and spill my guts because you're going to call her. F**kin' B*tch.

I'm so fricken sick of it. I hate it. And she thinks I don't realize it, I don't know what she's doing. I'm much more intuitive and mature than she thinks I am. And I've been this way for years.

Remember Pride and Prejudice? The scene where Lady Catherine and Elizabeth Bennet meet for the first time. Lady Catherine makes a comment to the effect of, "You're quite set in your ways for a young lady your age." I feel I am much like Elizabeth in that way. Goodness knows I haven't changed, I've been like this since before I can remember. Perhaps 12 years old, if not before.

*sigh* I don't want to deal with this anymore. I'm going to bed.

I WISH! We're going to continue household chores today, clean up, maybe go out to lunch, come back, then wait for tomorrow to come and kill me.

Have a good day. Ta-ta!
the Dot

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