Talk with a teen just off of the adhd medication Vivance:

'Everything used to be to achieve a purpose. I was hyperfocused on everything. Even when I masterbated, I sat there like 'I have to keep going until I cum' now I can relax'

More thoughts on why kids + add medications do not mix.
This sophomore was very vulgar, apologies.

Freshman sax #1 (she moved from 4 to 1 because she is pretty good and because of this) was talking to me, I pulled up my sleeve to find the welp I suspected to be there from a sabre/arm collision earlier.
She gasped, 'Wow' she said in her cute spanish accent, 'your skin is so pale!'
That made my day.
In unrelated news- I broke 3 nails with rifle & sabre tosses yesterday.

Paranormal Activity

I went to see the film Paranormal Activity recently.
The plot is that this girl has been haunted since she was 8. Her bf (with whom she has recently begun living) buys a camera & records them sleeping & stuff. They start to put together that it is a demon and the stuff gets weirder and more intense.
I had to sleep with the light on after watching this movie!
The film has believable characters and isn't completely a contrived gorefest like a lot of horror movies (Saw 1-999). While it doesn't have the sympathetic villian from The Ring (a murdered little girl who kills ppl), it has the neat-o 'found footage' aspect of The Blair Witch Project (which was filmed in my hometown) with better film quality and effects.
I give this movie a 5 out of 5.

Today has been a craptastic piece of crap on a stick. If today were a lingering bad smell, even i would smell it.
I had senior night for marching band. People made the seniors posters. I didn't have a poster. I didn't have any friends.
as we began changing into uniforms, my bag was missing. I cried, looked, screamed. Some super-douche knocked it down, it was in between the racks, all scrunched.
the whole stupid feetball game I kept almost crying. Not because graduation and no more band, but because I kept getting super deppressed.
when I got home I ate a ton of hummus. Yes, hummus. That is my comfort food.
I have to get up early and practice tomorrow and I still need to shower today.
That was just today. I had a whole week of poo.

My hair looks so much thicker now! And it is curlier since there is less weight pulling down!
All five of my votes (I get five, the average is 1) go to cutting your own hair. Even if you get a bad haircut, it is a fun story!

The students of my High School are organizing something really...interesting - Friday morning after the first bell rings, there will be a group hug in the main hallway by the bookstore. There is a big FWD message about it being circulated. Teachers are welcome to join.
I do not know if this is a social protest against war or something the school is doing (the school has a strict no-PDA policy), or just people trying to share the love. Either way, at least part of the 2000 member student body will be embracing their peers at 7:50 am Friday morning until they have to go to class or until the hug is broken up by teachers and staff.

I just cut about 4 inches off of my hair. It was so long - butt level - that it was unmanageable.
I showered and conditioned, then took the little scissors in my sewing kit, brushed it out. Snip, snip, snip. It is a little longer in back, but it is so curly that no one will notice.
I love how cheap it is to cut my own hair. Luckily I have never had a bad experience... Yet. One day I will end up with a self-inflicted mullet. Until then, it's the Jew way, or no way...