it might hurt a little.

basically, today was frustrating. i didnt have a very good morning for two reasons [one of them, i wont post for the world to read] but the other one was kinda funny, in retrospect. but also quite traumatizing. you see, im absolutely terrified of spiders. and my bathroom happens to be in an area of the basement where the spiders like to live, despite my dads regular sprays with spider killer. its gross...they arent normal ones, like little daddy long legs or whatever. these spiders are the real deal. the biggest one ive seen had a body about the size of a quarter, and the smallest, which picked this morning to attack had a body about the size of a dime. i was straightening my hair, and i saw it crawling along the wall out of the corner of my eye. and i flipped out, screeched, pressed myself against the opposite wall...i didnt have my contacts in yet so i didnt see exactly where it went. which was a mistake, because when i crept back to see where it went, i couldnt find it. but i knew that it had been creeping back towards my navy h&m cardi that i was planning to wear. .......i was freaking. so i picked it up by the tag and started shaking it, but nothing fell out. i wasnt convinced. i took it up to my mom, who was still in bed at that point, and told her to check it out. shes considerably less claustrophobic than i am, so she did. i was eating breakfast and she came out of her room, laughing. apparently, the spider was in there...hiding on the inside of a sleeve. isnt that disgusting?

school was pretty boring. algebra 2 was dull, as math class always is. the quiz took me almost the entire period, and i felt retarded. then homeroom...which was fun because i got to just sit and talk to orin. i missed him this summer. then in chem we did a lab and reviewed for the test. in fashion, everyone dressed up like the decade that they were supposed to present. my group had the 90s, and my salmon pink t and mom jeans with a thick black belt actually looked really good. i was pleased, considering i didnt try any of it on, and i forgot until this morning on the way out of the house. golf was golf, of couse. then i got home, and i was going to work on the homecoming sashes, because homecoming is like, next friday. but my effing sewing machine is so jank that the internet does not hold the secret of getting the bobbin to work. i was about to throw it at someone, but then i thought...that might hurt a little bit. so i refrained. i think that after this project is done, ill take up sewing as a regular thing. i know at least pratt requires sewing in your admission portfolio...FIT and FIDM probably do too. plus, if i sew stuff, itll be unique and also cheaper. sounds like a good time, to me at least. newspaper class tomorrow, and im interviewing. first period wont go fast enough, especially because third fifth and seventh are all going to be enjoyable tomorrow. stupid spanish.

i guess i should go to bed, and dream about my 11:11 wish that should most certainly come true. because he promised.
love, kaatie