I lack Inspiration

I know I haven't posted here in forever. It's cool.
I don't know. I'm tired.
I got back from New York a week ago and I'm still on East Coast time. Right now I would be taking an afternoon nap, not sitting here in fifth period economics class. But it's fine. No problem. Right? So why am I so freaking tired all of the time?
Anyway.
I went out shopping yesterday. I guess that's cool right? Except for the fact that I spend almost fifty dollars and I only bought panties, nose jewelry, a CD, and some makeup. No new cute summer outfits, and I know my mom would pop out a cow right now if she knew that I spent all that money on what I did. It's fine, though, she was the one who started applying the fingernail polish that I bought. She can't complain about anything. I might post pictures later this week. Maybe. We'll see what happens.
I bought some Revlon lip stain as well, in shade Victorian. It was a little darker than I thought that it would be, but I actually really like it. And comparing it to the lip stain from Cover Girl, I really like Revlon better. The Cover Girl lip stain that I had dried out quicker than I thought that it would, and even though they're the same price the Revlon has the added bonus of a lip balm so that your lips aren't all dried up and yucky. I read a review a couple years ago where this blogger compared the same brands, but she said that she didn't like the lip balm in the Revlon lip stain. I do have to disagree with her, but that may be because I have dealt with really crappy lip balm in the past (I definitely do not recommend Avon lip balm or chap stick or whatever they call it - it is way too waxy). But I am pretty satisfied with this lip stain. I hope that its life is longer than the Cover Girl lip stain.
So that's it for my little review on lip stains. Entertaining, right? I'm going to go tweak on tumblr now. Well, I would if it was actually pretty decent on this computer.

The Worst Day Ever

Ever.
At first, it was going to be the best day ever. Not having to wake up at six in the morning to get ready for school. Being able to go out to a lovely breakfast with my boyfriend. Not being late because of a certain someone who missed the bus. It started out great.
And then Calculus came.
Well, no, the class itself was fine. But the teacher wanted me to stop by during lunch. And guess what? Apparently my mom told him that I would be in that classroom every single day at lunch to work on homework. Fan-fucking-tastic. So he then tells me that I have to go print out the homework assignment. I'm walking in the rain to the library, only to find out that sophomores who didn't manage their time well are in the library making it unavailable for anyone else at this school to enter. So I can't print it out; I'm waiting in his classroom because he decided that it was a perfect time for him to buy lunch. And then after he loans me his copy and I give it back at the end of the class, he has to be a douche and make me bring his binder (on the shelf - within arms reach) AND put it back once he puts his papers back in it. I didn't have time to eat lunch, I'm only mildly hungry because I went to breakfast around nine, and none of my classes after lunch allow me to eat.
And then. And then... Arianna tells me that our Economics class doesn't meet in the library, because the librarian fucked up or something. So instead of walking to the next hall, I go all the way across campus, to find out that we ARE in the library after all. So I have to walk all the way back across campus in the rain to barely make it to class on time.
I want this day to die. I don't care if it has anything to do with pi. It just needs to go away. Like my mom.

Why blogger is better than tumblr

Not really. Honestly, I'd choose tumblr over blogger almost every day (to my few followers who actually read whatever shit I post, please don't kill me). But the good thing about blogger is that I can access it at school during school hours. All those terrible posts that make no sense and are only about water, chocolate, and how I'm constantly ditched by my group are from me tweaking on here in my Economics class. And I only have six followers. I'm such a loser.

You people need to learn how to shop like girls.

Seriously. I don't know. I was just talking with this guy sitting next to me in Economics class and we're doing this "game of life" project where we have to look up life resources and whatnot. He was commenting on how much money the website accounts for clothes, and so... yeah. People need to learn how to shop like girls. I mean, yeah, there are a few of us that have no realization of how much an item costs, but most of us know where and how to find the deals. Heck, this past week I was shopping around, and there was this gorgeous shirt I found. Fifty freaking dollars normally, but because it was on clearance, it was marked down to five. Brilliant, right?
And I feel like my stock market peeps ditched me. I'm sitting in the back of the room and they wanted to sit all the way at the front. They didn't even notice me. D: It's like, for seriously?
But I get coffee later today, so that makes everything so much better.

Did anyone get free pancakes yesterday? Heck, who am I kidding, I'm a loser and I never get any comments on my blogs. I'm forever alone in the world of internet blogging.
And it's not cheap if it's ghetto.

I drank water yesterday.

You can't buy water. How am I supposed to answer this question "select three products you have used or consumed in the last 24 hours.... What company made the products?"?
And now, I want chocolate. Or should I say HSY? Chocolate is delicious; who wouldn't want to invest in chocolate? Everyone loves chocolate. If health wasn't an issue and people weren't popping up with diabetes around every corner, everyone would buy chocolate every day.
By the way, Laura's new name is "Mmm guurl" because she's racist and thinks that every black lady says "Mmm guurl" during bra fittings at Victoria's Secret. And Victoria's Secret doesn't trade on the stock market. They're part of Limited Brands, which is the same company that Bath and Body Works belongs to. Both companies, by the way, have fantastic lotion that I would love to lie in all day long. Or not. That would be kind of gross to sit around in lotion all day, huh?
So it is around four or five hours until I get my nose pierced. Septum, yeaah. (: How attractive would that be? Especially when I get around to purchasing that jewelry that would make me look like I have a moustache. Awesome.
You know, I am actually really surprised that I don't have "chocolate" as a label. I'm addicted to chocolate; why isn't it a label yet?
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