Been busy with school and such. D:

My schedule looks like this: 

English 3
Algebra 2
Forensic Science
World Religion
Advanced Arts and Crafts
Photoshop
Book Study

I'm gonna be a busy little hippie for the next two years. D:

Speaking of Hippie, I made a bunch of hemp and cotton jewelry last night, and I'm gonna be selling it on Ebay soon. I need an income, and since I'm apparantly p[retty good at making stuff, I'll just sell some of it online and make a profit that way. I also have an earrings and necklace set that I made up for sale, too. :)

So far, in school, I have straight As. However, Math is going to buttfuck me.

Stressed out, tired, hungry, and generally just out of it.

I'm so tired I can't even finish this post.

Fuck.

The news is nothing but lies, the ads are designed to make people hat ethemselves, and the shows are stupid, mundane, braincell killing bullshit.  

How's the TV in your area?

(Just as a note, I'm on dialup for the next week, so my replies will be either very slow or not at all. D: Sorry!)

There is a hurricane RIGHT OVER MY HEAD. D: The rough wind is scaring my ferret. D: 

I've been through every hurricane since 1992, and I was born in the middle of one. As a result, I am used to having Mother Nature kick my ass every once in a while.  

This one isn't bad, only 50 MPH winds over the beach. They're officially calling it Hurrcane Fay, or something. That's a Category 1, I think. Still, it's hell trying to organize a 91 year old woman, get ready for school, and make dinner while risking power outages, property damage, etc. 

Rough week, mang. 

But hey, at least I'm updating! :D Fuckin' dial up is so sloooow. D:<  

For those of you who have never been through Hurricanes in the defunct country known as Florida, the government is always too slow to respond. There will be water shortages, power outages, sewer backups, wind damage, everything. Flooding, too. It tkes me ten steps from my back porch to get to the lagoon, so flooding is a problem for me as well as all those other things. Plus, I have to organize medications for my famly, as well as help take care of my Grandmother (age 91) and my Mother (age 60). I am an only child, and nobody else is here besides us three, so I have to do the majority of the things to get done before the storm gets worse.

I've gotten little sleep in the past few days, the most recent cause for sleep deprevation being my Grandmother. Let me explain: My Grandma has Vascular Dementia and Alzheimer's Disease, among othger things. This means that she is most often violent, confused, and uncooperative. She will come in my room at 3:00 AM, bang pots and pans near my head, and then start screaming and crying because she's scared because it's dark outside. At 3:00 AM. And then, she refuses to go back to sleep and gets violent with me, and so on. I wish I was just kidding, but I'm not. This, among other things, happens every day.

So, I am understandably tired. D:

I don't know how the hell I will handle that AND go to school AND help my Mom AND move in to a new house AND take care of a ferret AND buy myself a bed because I am sleeping on the floor AND some other shit.

Too much to do!

I don't consider American very pretty, but I like Chinese, Australian, Russian, and German the best. How about you guys?

I belive that I can saty up for two days on two cups of coffee and sheer motivation.

However, I did not plan ahead, and I didn't realize that today I am moving my shit.

I leave today. FUCK!

So, I'm exhausted by my own dumbassery. Goddamnit mang. D:

 Technically, I speak English. But, for the most part, I speak in inner city Miami slang, which is understood by few. For the benefit of my readers (once I accumulate them), here is a slang translator:

Mang = Man. Example: "What's up, Mang?"

Dude = Friend, Male or Female. Could also be used as a sign of suprise, as in, "DUDE!"

Baobei = Baby. This one is from Chinese, I think, and it just kindof evolved into slang over time. Example: "Hey, Baobei, could you get me some Cheetos please?"

Chevy = Stupid/Dumbass. This one is hard to explain, but here's the story: One day, in class, someone's Chevy truck came crashing through our lunchroom wall. Apparantly, some dumbass didn't put his parking brakes on and parked on the inclined are of the parking lot. Thus, Chevy became slang for dumbass. Example: "That's Chevy" or "You're Chevy."

Mustard = Retard/Dumbfuck/Fucktard. Instead of saying retard, we say Mustard. I don't even know why. Example: "Don't be such a Mustard." I swear to God, people actually say this. 

And that's all I can think of right now.

Check out how early it is. That is fucking amazing. I've been up, like, 34 hours now. 

In other news, I wish I had some weed. Just, you know, some good quality shit. And some Cheetos. Because Goddamn, munchies. 

Hopefully, I will be able to get my tablet soon. I may or may not have previously mentioned that. 

Also, camera for Immit will be (maybe) happening, either this or next month.

24 hours until the move. I am not quite ready yet; I still have to wash Stitch and get my Ferret ready. Immit is coming home early to pack; it's her last day at work here. I am proud. 

I will take my cigarettes with me, so that I can have a victory toke over the pier at the beach. How amazing will that feel? To truly see the sunset for hte first time. For I am only Human, my friends. Only human.

And a little high off of inscence fumes. Not even sure if I spelled that right, but I need to get some more. My Mom likes Nag Champa the best, but I like Moon and Sun. There's a cool India store in the same building as my school; I should be able to walk over there every day and get some quality foods. :) Nothing like some good Naan bread for lunch, eh?