So ofcourse with the recent Massacre at that college in VA there are now a lot of stupid kids running around being imposters. Bomb threats, a kid waving an air gun outside of his dorm window, and so on. But there is one problem. This is the post 9/11 era, these shannanigans are so miniscule compared to the shit that would happen when I was in Middle School that it's not even funny. And I mean us middle schoolers were more hardcore then these kids. Just that back then we got a slap on the hand and were sent back to class, while these kids get arrested and investigated by the FBI. Which is understandable why their rebellion is so weak. Here are some examples of things we used to do to:

Bomb Threats:
Someone called in a bomb threat at least once a month, especially once it got warm out. We'd stand outside anywhere from half an hour to 2 hours. It was the best time to chat with friends, and flirt with boys. I think this is how booty tag was invented. One day there were 2 bomb threats in a row and out of frustration they allowed us to just go home. That was a good day. They have like no bomb threats now, an occasional fire alarm pulling once or twice a year is all.

Weapons:
We were middle schoolers so there were no guns, cause there is no point in getting in trouble for a fake gun, that would just be stupid and a waste of press. You'd just be known as the kid who brought in a fake gun and got suspended. You'd probably try to hype it up, but everyone would still snicker behind your back. Instead we did knives, razor blades, and such. Many times someone got cut with a razor in a fight.

Deathlists:
One day a hit list appeared in the girls bathroom on the wall in marker. The bathroom got quickly locked down and then many "suspects" were asked to provide writing samples for comparison. They never found out who put it up there. A few days later another one went up in another bathroom, then 2 more in 2 different bathrooms. And like 5 different handwritten ones were also collected, plus a million they never got to. But the most important is if you were on the original list you were the shit. You had the right to talk all the shit you want, give anyone you want a dirty look, and always have an entourage follow you around for "safety"

That's all that I can think of right now, besides I'm at work and need to go file and scan something. YaaaaaaaaY, I really do love this job, and I am not being sarcastic

Today I came to the conclusion that I have a yeast infection. That's what happens when you don't wear underwear to work because you heard some girl talk about going commanod and you just started a new job where you have to dress nice, meaning no jeans, meaning no coother burn, meaning tou figured it would be ok not to wear any underwear, epsecially considering the ones you put on kept crawling up your front crack and giving you a camel toe. So now I have a eyast infection. It's been smelling funky down there all day and then around 10 it started oozing. So on my lunch break I went to Eckerd

Underwear - $5.99
Panty Liners - $1.99
Yeast Infection Cream (the cheap Ecker kind to save $) - $7.99
Not feeling super gross and liek your stinking up the whole room at your new job - Priceless

While I was putting on the underwear in the bathroom I noticed that I have a rip in the crotch of my pants, thank god I bought black underwear. Maybe all the airiness is what caused the problem. And oh yeah my cheap version of Monistat is a seven day thing, which I found out after opening the box. I have a party on friday, no yeast infections allowed. So I have to go out after work and buy the the day real thing. So instead of saving money I waisted eight bucks. Add two and you have a dime bag.

All these tradegies and yet I still manage to keep on smiling and actually enjoying work. Plust the morning ocffe has kept me from dozing off a lot as well.

On another note my left boob keeps popping out of my bra. No super espace out of the sweater as of yet but still, it's annoying to keep having to fix it.

Listen to Amy Winehouse - Mr. Jones

Maybe I should do stand up, about yeast infections, like vagina monologues, jsut funny instead of empowering.

I have a serious problem with lying. I do it all the time, non stop, mostly only to my parents, but sometimes to others as well. A few times I've almost lied to Levi, but I try to catch myself because I don't want there to be any lies in the relationship. Secrets maybe, but no actual lies. The problem is that my parents no longer believe in any of my lies, and they're really pissed off that I am still telling them. I have two choices, I can stop lying, or I can get better at lying and come up with better lies. You'd think it would be easier to just stop, but it's not. If I start telling the truth then a lot of skeletons might come out of the closet. When you tell 1 lie then you have to tell another one to cover up the first one, and then another, and another, and then your whole life becomes a lie. That's the point where I am at. I swear that I must have made up shit and began to believe it myself, because I swore it was true and everyone else is telling me it's not. I need to stop lying. Life would be a lot easier if I did. But they just automatically come out of my mouth. I constantly do things that I know my dad will disaprove of and so I lie about them. I am not willing to stop doing them, considering most have something or another to do with Levi, but I am going to try to fess up to them without any lies. My biggest fear is that I'll start lying to everyone, which is something I don't want to do.

On another note, I wish to open up a gallery/bar, and my parents kind of want to help. I think it'd be brilliant. But first I want to do a mini version/test run of how to run a gallery at the 449 room. I think it would be brilliant. For the first show I have in mind Kacey Kull and Ian, I think they'd be absolutely wonderful. Their work is so great, and hip, and modern, and well it's the kind of work that can get people talking. And it would be nice and local as well. I'm supposed to go tonight to talk to the manager of 449. It would be exciting.