Okay, so i had a good time for like 2 hours today. This morning i woke up with a terrible headache. Lovely way to start the day. I had to go with my mom to get my uniform for work on monday. I hate trying on clothes. it just makes me sad. I also hate being hit on by old creepy men at walmart. It just makes me feel really ugly bc i dont get hit on by people my age, so im left for decrepid old blind guys. So, i get home, and of course, have to fight for the t.v. i lost, so i went in my room, and chilled there for a few hours, which was cool. Oh yeah, and when i was talking to my mom earlier, she informed that picchu died last week. And she waited til now to tell me. Picchu was mike's bobtail cat. I know, its just a cat, but i loved it so much. She was like the best cat in the world, besides lightning. Im worried about mike. He has had 3 pets die in the past 3 months. which i am not too happy about, bc i miss them. god, i just need someone to talk to. . . its starting to happen again. . .