chichicat

Okay, let's pretend my last journal entry never happened, shall we? It was just my inferiority complex getting the best of me. Not to say I don't feel that way from time to time, but I know that sometimes I just perceive things entirely wrong. Anywayyy, to make a long story short, I'm okay now. I'm good. Phew.

So, I did almost everything I said I was going to do: I cut my hair, dyed it, stretched my ears to a 6, bought myself some much needed new clothes, poked at my homework, and attempted sleep. Only thing I didn't do was get inked, but once the funds are cooperating, I'll get to that. Plus, I'm going to be either piercing my lip, or getting some other lip-area facial piercing pretty soon. Right now, with my new hair and my new threads and whatnot, I have to admit that I ::gasp:: think I look pretty hot. So yay for that.

Lotsa midterms this week. Bought Duran Duran's greatest hits today as well as the Ugly Casanova cd. I'd so marry Isaac Brock, just for his voice.

And I think that's all for now. I'll update soon. The shit
did hit the fan...but it'll be okay.

Man, and I really need to get smashed soon.

The end.