I am starving. All the time. It seems like I never have anything to eat at home, except for "meals," which Kory and I only eat once a day. I'm finally making the switch over to vegan, so this lack of food is even worse than ever. I usually eat peanut butter toast every morning, so this now limits the breads I can buy. We found one kind at Krieger's, that only has honey, and it's pretty good. But I went to make toast yesterday morning (only like 4 or 5 days after I bought it) and the bread was moldy! What else was I supposed to eat?! My old bread used to stay good for weeks. I NEVER saw that bread go bad. Sometimes I'll bring carrots or grapes or something to work with me, but I always end up eating them within the first hour I'm there! So I guess I have two problems, a lack of food, and a huge appetite.
I'm worried about money. It seems like everything I spend is at least $20, or multiples of. And that adds up. I owe Kory's parents $40 for my phone. I need to buy crickets, which is around $20. I will need to buy soap from Mandie soon, which will be around $20. I also REALLY REALLY need my haircut (I'm thinking about cutting it short), and I also need shampoo, maybe some product for my new hairdoooo, so that will be at least $20. That right there is $100. $100 that I don't have! Also, the end of the month is coming up, which means bill time! I was expecting my loan refund money to be here sooner, but I'm thinking it's not going to get here in time to pay rent even. I don't know what I'm going to do. I get paid next Friday, but that by itself is not enough to cover just rent. Help! I need to start selling things on Ebay!
I'm scared to get my hair cut short again. Short as in you can see my ears short. I think it makes me look too much like a boy. I know when it was short before, little kids would mistake me for a boy all the time at the pet store. And one time a long long time ago, before he even knew me very well, Kory told me I looked like a school boy. Oh, but short hair is sooo easy to take care of, and I abhor brushing my hair every morning when it's long. I can't stand it. I swear, I think I lose like a fifth of my hair every morning. And let me tell you, it doesn't come out when you brush it. You've got to run your hands through it a million times to get all the loose hairs out, and then what do you do with the hair? The easiest thing is to throw it on the ground, but that's gross, nobody wants to walk all over your hair! So then you have to throw it in the garbage, and you can't really do that either because your hands are wet from running them through your wet hair, so the hair just sticks to your hand. And since I keep forgetting to put a new garbage bag in the can upstairs, I have to throw the hairs into the toilet. And boy oh boy, if you heard the noises my toilet makes you wouldn't want to do this. Yes, my toilet screams after you flush it. "Pleeeassee, jusssstt wannnttt tooo refillllll with waattterrrrr." That is what it screams at me and all of my poor neighbors who are forced to listen to it at 5:30 in the morning. So anyways, it's REALLY annoying having to take care of long hair. Did I mention that after going through this torturous task of pulling out all the loose hairs, I still have HUNDREDS of them that come out all the time? Kory is always pulling out hairs that are about to fall off my head, and I always have stray hairs on my clothes at work. UGH. Not to mention the hairs that Kory tries to pull out but are still attached to my head, but since my hair is so frizzy and gross now, it looks like they want to come out. So yes, short hair or not, I'm not sure. Either way, I need to get these bangs cut because they are making me batty.
Ugh! I just turned around and looked out the window, and it looks dreadfully awful! Did that sound British? I think it did. The weather has been dreadfully awful the past two days. Not really, it's just been rainy and crappy. LAST NIGHT! Last night I woke up at around 4:22, and thought "it is not time to wake up, why are you awake, Amy?" (I usually never wake up in the middle of the night anymore, probably because of my lack of sleep. This is a shame though, because it was always fun to wake up with chocolate chips (vegan ones, that is) smeared on my sheets and face from eating them when I was apparently sleepwalking.) And then I noticed that there was a huge storm outside that was practically shaking the apartment. I fell back asleep soon though, in fact, I didn't wake up again until...4:24! Yeah! I did this like four times, waking up a couple minutes apart. Everytime I would wake up I would think, "Is there something wrong with this hour? Why is it going so slow?" It felt like time had stopped or something. And then I ended up waking up a half an hour late, because I always seem to wake up late when I wake up in the middle of the night. Hey, I'm like that Billy Joel song. "In the middle of the niggghhttttt, I've been walking in my sleeeeep, to the kitchen to geettt, chocolate chips so swweee-eetttt, in the middle of the nigghhttt."
