Monday, March 9, 2009

Paradise City, Broken Nails, and Fashionista Disasta

Not unlike the aforementioned March weather, today there was rain, shine, moon, shine [haha....], snow, shine, rinse and repeat. No kidding! It's crasy!

For the first time in a billion years, one of my nails broke today. Of course, it didn't even have a cool story to go with it. Just the typical "Oh! I broke my nail!" Yeah. Not cool. Not only that, but the nearest file I had with me was in my Amazing Spider-Man backpack, in my locker, on the other side of the school. Double not cool.

For a fragment of time, this week has been an absolute disaster so far concerning my wardrobe. WHO PLANS IT?! Gee! Tell them to get some sense! -scoff- In the mean time, I've decided that this weak doesn't really count in regards to clothes. It all started Sunday when I tried to assemble a decent outfit per day, but had some stupid mental block blocking [go figure] my creative capacities [not unlike now]. Since then, every day has changed from the rubric, and entropy has reigned. Again, go figure. Just my luck, no? :D Then again... it IS only Monday.... This is going to be a very long week... \:

Seeing as life is nearly done for the day, I'm out to celebrate it with a ridiculously long journal entry and a later setting of my alarm. Oh how I tease myself.... Cheers. :D

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