8:38pm, well today was a quiet day, cant say that I was feeling anything at all. All day I seem to be watever. I woke up at exactly 1:17pm due to my phones exaggerated vibration settings. As i opened my eyes to look at the screen I saw that it was the bf calling. "Yep, it about lunch time for him" I thought and hesitated to pick up. I was still a little upset about his performance the previous night at "Cuban Petes" but without even thinking of my final choice i went and picked up anyway, stupid. I said "hello" in a tone not trying to sound still upset yet not trying to sound like I was okay. We spoke for a while about nothing with a couple of pauses in between. I couldnt decide whether or not I wanted to stay mad at him, but as we spoke and his kind words poked at my heart I couldnt resist but let go of my sulky feelings. See he offered to open up an Amazon account for me and set up paypal as well (im selling a bunch of old college text books as a source of income right now, being as im jobless and my bank account will soon read $0.00) so i agreed and bid him good day. I laid back down staring at my bright green ceiling and contemplated if I should go back to sleep or get up for the day to do absolutely nothing. I decided to get up because it was almost 2 and mom would be home, and if she saw that the dishes werent done she'd personally come to my room and throw me out of bed. I thought let me spare myself the agony.
I climbed down the ladder and almost tripped on what seemed to be an article of clothing left behind by my sister when she got up at 9 to get ready for work. I mumbled some curses under my breathe and was on my way to the kitchen. I stood over the sink to see the dishes had piled so high almost overflowing the sink. I put on my moms yellow rubber gloves and began to wash. About 20 minutes later I was finally rinsing off the last fork in the sink, removed the gloves and heard the front door open. I listened quietly to see who it was and recognized my mothers keys dangling as she turned the knob. "Just in time I thought" and I walked back to my room to put away some laundry thats been sitting on my dresser for a awhile. My mom followed in my room soon after asking "do you have anything to close up a cut?" I asked why not turning to look at why my mom asked such question, while piling all my jeans together, she then replied "I cut my finger off from the ham slicer at the school" I quickly jumped around to see how badly injured she was and there I saw it her pinky wrapped up poorly in blue bandages. I asked her "how much did u cut?! " she then answered that she had only sliced a chunk of skin off from the tip. I sighed in relief and said "from the way you made it sound I thought you sliced your finger off" so I picked up the phone to call my other sister, the RN, to ask if we had anything that can treat her wound. As i told my sister what happened she immediately yelled informing me "take her to the hospital shes diabetic and a doctor should take a look at that" I told mom what Donna had said and mom replied "no I'm not going to the doctor im fine"
After about 7 minutes of playing cat and mouse on whether shes going to see a doctor or not Donna finally admitted defeat and told me to get a couple of things to treat the wound. However everything she told me to get, was nowhere to be found in the house, so i decided to take a trip to walgreens to pick up some gauze pads, triple antibiotic ointment, and bandages for mom. I told my mom just to rinse the blood with saline water and put a bandage till i got back. And off i went, i walked slow to the store taking my time to breathe in the surprisingly warm air and to realize the streets were oddly empty today. I entered Walgreens and went straight to the near the pharmacy dept and grabbed what I needed. I then stopped at the hair product isle and decided to buy some hair dye for my hair. I've been wanting to dye it for a while now just to even out the color, i then decided to grab some green tea for the road. I stood by the cashier waiting to pay for my things and then approaches this old woman with a full shopping cart. She stops right in front of me all the while im thinking "I hope she doesnt intend on cutting me, cuz theres no way im waiting for all her stuff to be paid" I quickly slid my things across the counter to the cashier and said "two separate transactions please" the old woman looked at me but i stared down in my wallet deciding credit or debit? I could feel her angry stare down my neck when the cashier says "12.72" I pulled out my 20 and handed it over. As the young cashier rang up my second transaction I again felt the stare of the old woman and again kept my eyes down at my wallet, I pulled out my new batman logo debit card and swiped saying "debit please" then it hit me that I didn't know the pin number to the account. I said "hold on a minute" i grabbed my phone and text joey asking him wat the pin was. Luckily Joey text me right back and soon got out of the tension spot from the old woman.
I made my way up the hill again going very slow, staring up at the new condo building they build a block from my house. "what a waste of tax payers money" I thought and turned my head forward. I finally got home, treated my moms finger and told her "if the bleeding doesn't stop we are going to have to see a doctor" she nodded sarcastically and lied down to nap on the couch. I sat in silence for about 10 minutes looking at the box of hair dye I bought thinking ill dye my hair later. I went back to my room to finish up cleaning and did the usual stuff online. Check my email, facebook, myspace and twitter. I then decided to watch a movie I've been dying to see called "Ponyo" from the famous Miyazaki. I sat and watched for a good 54 minutes and just when I movie was picking up a little window pops up saying I've reached my limit for today and had to sign up and pay to watch the remainder of the movie. I rolled my eyes and just closed the window, i got up and reached for my dye.
I dyed my hair in about 3o minutes and ate some dinner. Dinner was smashed bananas and milk yum, I came back to my room and then began to blog. So that was pretty much my day, a day that went by in a blink of an eye but not really phasing. Again all day I've been blah! For some reason I'm starting to feel nausea. I guess its from the milk I drank, serves me right for drinking milk that I'm allergic too, but there wasn't any lactaid milk!