H is for...

H is for hell

                        This essay has kicked my arse long enough and I need to be done with it. It’s causing me too much stress and I hate the idea that this one thing is wreaking havoc on my life.

H is for Humidity

                        Holy Hell it’s so humid it feels too hot to exist. I hate humidity because

1.      No one’s hair seems to like humidity.

2.      My skin goes beserk. Causes me lots of pain.

3.      It’s just asking for bad weather. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE storms and rain. But when talk of tornadoes pops up, everyone flips.

H is for Help

                        Since there was talk of tornadoes, I had to have the news on. Normally I ignore the news because I practically choose to live under a rock. However, today I had to watch it. Stories of the destruction in Joplin, Missouri kind of stuck with me, and I’ve decided that if I am denied acceptance into the college of my choice, and I cannot Internship with a Tatoo/Piercing Parlor, then I’ll go to Joplin and volunteer to help clean up. I might as well do something useful and I’m sure they can still use help. Besides, I like helping pepople like that.

H is for Hurt

                        Which is what my stomach was doing today. Why? Bad tofu. Learned my lesson.

H is for Huh?

            Shania Twain’s ex husband was cheating on her with Shania’s close friend. So NOW Shania is with her close friend’s ex boyfriend….so basically Shania is dating her exhusband’s girlfriend’s exboyfriend…?

H is NOT for Mumford and Sons.

                        I’ve been listening to them all day and I love them J Makes me want to play the banjo, too!

Here’s one of my favorites of theirs, and unfortunely well known in the mainstream.

I also found this picture….it’s just so cute to me! Is that weird?

One more!

H is for….HOLY CRAP!! It’s bananas, in freaking pajamas!

 

Lol I loved this show as a kid, apparently. It’s what my mom tells me and she remembers weird things like this. Yet she can’t remember to not turn on the light to wake me up with. Guarantees a crabby morning.

Anyways, I’m off to…I don’t know. Eat some late-night food probably. Took a lot of energy to watch the news :P

Tomorrow, I’ve got a list of things to do.

  i.             Call my high school for my transcripts

ii.       Submit my final draft of my essay

iii.  Finish thank-you notes

iv.       Fill out an application

v.            Buy a bus ticket.

Wish me luck. Hopefully the weather won’t be humid tomorrow, and hopefully my allergies won’t be going psycho either. I hate sneezing.

P.S. “You know, I would prefer an awkward silence.”