Onion Rings, AM DJs, and The Real Barney

As has been passed down through legacy and folklore, apparently an onion to a wound will draw out poison or gunk that may be in there. I'm sure it would even draw out evil spirits. Seeing as I had two spider bites near my neck [no, I already checked, they're not vamp bites], my mom decided to test the wifes' tale on me. Last night, she chopped up an onion and applied it to my face using very sticky bandages. More on that later. The stench of the onion kept me up until two the next morning. As you can see, I'm not at school, due to it. Yes. I decided to skip hours 1-3 in order to catch some Zs after a night full of nightmares and A. cepa. This morning when I awoke, I asked my mom to take a look at my bites, and nothing had changed about them. So really the night form hell was completely funk. As we all know, I'm a complete wimp. When the time to rip the band-aids off came, I cried like the little girl that I am. However, my mom is much better at pulling them off quickly, even if it does mean I go into shock a little. [:

As I wasn't sleeping, I was listening to the radio. Apparently the early morning DJ was just as awake as I was, seeing as the majority of what was played was by four female artists, half of whom are ridiculously hideous; the four being Katie Perry, Britney Spears, Kelly Clarkson, and Taylor Swift. Aside: I started liking B. Spears after she was unpopular. Happily, she's popular again. Yes.... Confessions of a witty teenage drama queen revealed...

In my attempt to fall asleep, I finished coloring one of the Fuzzy Posters one of my favorite people in the world thrust upon me for my birthday. It happened to be a TRex, and the more it was colored, the more it looked like Barney, only in his true, uncivilized form. While it may have been an unconscious drive to reveal Barney in his unwapred reality, I feel it was prompted more by the intimidating quads on this guy. He's got nicer legs than I do! And that's a difficult feat to even measure. Maybe it was the disproportion of his arms that prodded the child figure head. Whatever it was, it will now be hanging in my room until I go to college, when I will pack it carefully, and take it with me.

I suppose I should start getting ready for school.... And other stuff. Mondays really suck. Especially if you're neck has been plastered with onions for ten years. Happy Mondaying to you, if you can. :D Cheers!