In which... Sky is a little to hyper for her own good.

[cerulean_sky]

So, there's this store near me where my mom and I keep vowing to go to the next time we need clothes. And today, I decided I was sadly lacking in things to wear. (Not just because I need to do laundry.) But, while walking home, I noticed that this place is having a 50% off sale! :D So, since my mommy can't go tomorrow, when I get out of school early, and since we're not sure when the sale will end, she gave me the credit card to go alone! *bounce* Buying clothes makes me happy. And the fact that this store seems to bne made for me. Their stuff looks very cool. Ahem. I'm starting to sound a little scary. >.>;;

Also, I'm finally making an eye appointment (for a new contact lense perscription) and a hair appointment. My mommy likes my ideas for how I want my hair styled and colored. Which makes me feel special. I'm thinking that I'm going to have my hair cut much like this picture. (No, that's not a woman. Yes, that's really a guy. Hyde, from L'Arc-en-Ciel, one of my newest mini obsessions. Hee.) I'm also going to dye my hiar blue. Mwaha. Yeah, I know. My hair color changes often. So sue me. I like it.

Oh, and I got to start a new paper journal today. It's very small compared to the one I finished last night, and it has about the same number of pages, so I'm thinking I'll get to finish it rather quickly. Which makes me feel special. As finishing a journal always seems to do. (I think the one I just finished makes it 7 finished journals.)

Also, I'm fiddling with my icons. A few are going away, and others are making appearances. Yup yup.

ETA: Best Fortune Cookie Ever: "When you learn to be flexible, amazing opportunities reveal themselves!"

Comments

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

*is amused*

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

Wheeeeee. If you get your LJ comments sent to your email, you're probably gonna open your email and see like:

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HEEEEEEE.

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

And then you're gonna be like "?!?!?! double u tee eff????"

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

And then when you reply to my comments, you're probably gonna do one or more of the following:

"XD"
"*snickers*"
"*cracks up*"
"OMG"
"you are so weird"

^___________^

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

LOOK I COMMENTED SO MANY TIMES I MADE THE THING GO BACKWARDS. :D :D :D

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, you might also say:

"-_-"
"*shut up*"
"you have no life"


I KNOW I HAVE NO LIFE. BUT HONESTLY. DON'T TALK IF YOU FUCK PET ROCKS.

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

THAT'S WORSE THAN FUCKING YOUR OWN HAND.

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

...OR HANDS. IF THAT'S THE CASE.

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

Muwhahahaha.

I be outsane.

OUTSAAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

HAH. LOOK HOW FAR BACK THE COMMENT WENT.

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

I hope you don't read all this while your babysitting. And then watch like some little boy be looking over your shoulder and he's like "fuck? o.o pet rocks? huh?"

[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

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[oceanocielo.livejournal.com]

Wah. I'm sad now. I commented too much. And it all turned into threads. ;_;