I took...just about....8 million finals today and I'm completely beat. Honestly, it's awful. And I picked the WORST possible day to wear this outfit. Its nearly 95 degrees and I had to toss on a pink fluffy skirt, pink emo tank-top and an overshirt that looks more like a dress. I feel like not only am I going to be physically dehydrated by the end of today, but mentally as well. And least the girl who smells like a gangerous foot isn't sitting near me today.
I identify people with smells. If I like them, they smell nice. It's just a thing. I can't seem to talk to a smelly person for too long. So I make sure my friends smell so good that they get those random street compliments from the ladies in sundresses. "Is that amazing scent, YOU?" No one that I associate with on a daily basis smells like a scottish wild cat. In fact, normally its of flowers or fabric softener. Fabric softener is honestly like an addiction for me. Like a cat with cat-n**. A Rivers with Fabric Softener. And also, I seem to get angry at smelly people. But then I think about it. They might have Asperger's, so I shouldn't be too mean. I suppose I'm far too concerned with hygene. I take 2-3 showers each day. I put on a nice, scented perfume. So why can't old smelly Sam over there at least buy a can of Axe for her manly musk-stench? It doesn't make sense to me. Maybe I'll buy her a can.
Memorial Day seems to me, to be a very stupid holiday. I actually would've rather had school. I got woken up at 8 AM with a startling, "HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY!" From mummi and vati. I cleaned my dirty hamster. I vaccuumed the house. Then I got hauled off to buy some new clothes. I was really curious as to why and what the holiday was for in the first place. Was is simply to barbeque? Or however the devil you spell it. Or was it to clean and buy new clothes? Or to...remember things? Every day is a memory day. I remember loads of things. So why was I forced to stay home to do that? Really. Do you americans you know...do anything on memorial day? The types of activities that it was made for? (Not horse-shoes and drinking contests)
Who authorized memory day anyway? What pressie? I don't particularly like him bunches. I mean, they close everything. Even the vets, so my sick dog has to suffer one more day. And I don't even know what the hell it's for.
But besides all of that, I did get poptarts and Juicy Juice on Memory Day. Also, I got to talk to my lovely husband. So that is fab. Okay, past the atmosphere of fab and into the universe of MARVY.
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