Embarrassed.
Lots of dreams lately that are hard to explain.
Helicopters and marshmallows falling from the sky, a big stuffed bear whose eye is the door to a different world and also a talking black cat. Giving an unpleasant guy dreads and taking an unreasonable amount of time - staying after in the gray light, unhappy.
Lightening my hair and being Alice in wonderland with tall trees and animal friends in a baseball stadium. And looking for jewelry in Macy's - again. Conversation with mom where she wants me to flatiron her hair.
Definitely there are more.
But they're so plotless that it's not even fun to recount them.
The ponds by my school are frozen.
I'm missing school right now waiting for stitches. I feel slightly guilty. My thumb is healing as I sit here. I could super glue it myself.
I was reading a couple of aesthetician's magazines I borrowed from the lunch room at my school and have discovered that as much as I feel undereducated by my school about aesthetics, I no longer have interest in it!
I have often claimed that I want to know everything, but having spent so much time learning what I have learned, the information in those magazines was too much. It's too late for me to reject what I have learned about hair. Skin products, machine overload, technique overload assaulted me in those pages.
Still waiting. The lady up front says the doctor has a "complicated physical" in the back.
I'm pretty sure I can just super glue my thumb shut by myself but mom wants me to stay.
Oh well.
There's a television in the waiting room. Why are there televisions everywhere? There was one in the sketch aesthetician's place I went to once too. They're everywhere you look at Applebee's.
Oh man. Now the tv here is repeating what I've already seen.
There's a girl who recently graduated at nearly the same time as her father passed away. I told her I wanted to make her a painting (as a tangible way to show her that I care).
Of course, I have forgotten about this until today when this girl showed up as the replacement for our very pregnant receptionist! Thank GOD I saw her!
Gotta get working.
We talked and she said she wants something bright and cheerful.
Scratch the weird obscure symbolism stuff I was considering.
There's a lady next to me who's been waiting for two hours. There's a semi-elderly cute/sarcastic coughing couple who were given doctor's masks by the secretary! I've never seen that done before in a doctor's office.
May I not catch the flu and graduate late.
If it is your will, Lord.
Did I tell you my sister and I are going on a road trip? (Lord willing, once again.) Route 66 and back again. Sister had been doing all of the research until two days ago and now I am hitting the books.
So to speak.
I am hitting the laptop (which has been healed since Kenya, praise God)-(I believe this may be the blog in which I have given God credit the most times) and have designated a trip journal.
I am taking ownership of this trip.
I have figured out our return route, researched average weather conditions at all major cities along our route, and ordered a couple of books about road trips for us to read to each other while driving.
I have also applied to receive a new driver's license. Which I have lost.
I told someone I lost my license and their immediate assumption was that I had had it revoked for some act of badness.
I have simply misplaced it.
My hope is that I will find it and then have two licenses when I receive my new one!
Not sure if the old one becomes null at that point, but you know, bars probably will accept it.
My next task is learning how to camp and researching what people take and what people leave behind on road trips.
Wish me luck!
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