Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person.

 I cannot believe I have finished all my exams, all my essays are done, not tests to study for, and no quizzes. Has the world gone mad? Nah, its 'winter break'. Currently number 3 on my list of lovely phrases. Number 2 is 'This diamond is too small, I'll get you another one!' and Number 1 with a bullet is 'Of course you are right, Honey'. Someday I will hear these words, someday...OK. It's late, and I'm... I'm very tired now, so, I'm just gonna go far away and be... away.  I wish I had the money to do that.

You're angry, and frustrated. I like that in a girl.

Fight! I normally don't fight. I am a mushroom of peace. Meaning I sit there and take it until I cannot take anymore than I do the exploding thing. Or it means as long as the environment is peaceful as am I. Ohhhhh but yesterday Spencer and I had a FIGHT. Yah, all captials people. It was one of those we are never gonna agree on things, money. I had a job that was bringing extra cash, totally unanticipated. Spencer had plans for that money before I even touched it. Life got in the way. I went grocery shopping, had lunch, printed my essay, parked at school and went out with a friend which lately I never do anymore. I did not even get to buy gifts that is how strict I was and every time I spent money I told Spencer or he was there. So what is the deal? What's with the whole embodiment of nasty when he talked to me? Why was he so mad that the amount he wanted to save was not up to par? He knew it was happening, he came to the art class, he ate the Mcdonalds. <Remind me never again to buy that crap, it made me sick ugh> Why did he not take the money if he was gonna scream at me later? I would have prefered a mini fight over that than this huge one.You know your partner's high points and lows don't you? How about we be a TEAM and work together?

There is always time for an emotionally scaring back story.

I just finished an exam and an essay today.Yesterday I did an exam and on monday I had an exam. I slept so little yesterday that the concept of numbers cannot even quantify the amount. I am a former teenage zombie except I'm all vegan now and I totally don't eat brains...Delicious, moist brains....Seriously, my point and I think I do have one, the absolute purpose of school <and shhhhh dont tell anyone> is to kill you. Slowly, swiftly, surely, like a cobra stalking their prey. School sinks its expensive fangs into your soft tender flesh and poisons you with knowledge, stealing your ignorance and youth, your former joy in learning. Curling you up into a little corner of horror, ABSOLUTE HORROR! Wow, I think I just scared myself and not the fun kind of scare. No, no, its the bloodcurdling kind. I wanted to go out and party because I have only one exam, oh and one essay left but I cannot even muster the energy.

I'm baking an inception cake, and it has layers!!

Dea: "YAY!"
Spencer: " No Dea, that's bad!"
Ever notice that's the way it goes... I have a great idea involving the simplest of matters, a spoon, a monkey and copious amounts of money. But does anyone appreciate my genius??? NOOOOOO!
I get " That's not feasible!"
        "We can't afford that!"
        "That's breaking the laws of the known universe!"
Blah blah blah...I can’t live the buttoned down life like you. I want it all! The terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the creamy middles! Sure, I might offend a few of the blue-noses with my cocky stride  - oh, I’ll never be the darling of the so-called ‘City Mothers’ who cluck their tongues, stroke their skirts, and talk about what’s to be done with this Dea? Can anyone else tell I have no idea what to do with my english essay? I do not hate english class but starting an essay is pure torture. Really, where's the geneva convention now?