caught red-handed at the door

I had the weirdest dream. Maureen Peavey came to my new house and stole my Milk Duds and taught me how to tap dance.
I realized something last night; I get sick around the same time every month. It was exactly this time when I got sick in December, and in January, and in November...I can't remember the months before that. I got the Postsecret book yesterday and got through half of it in 7 minutes with Reland...we were driving home from U Village.
Speaking of.

To-Do list:

• See Sarah Grove!
• Get Nyquil
• Make school to-do list
• Read Great Speeches By Native Americans by next Monday
  
• Replace the lightbulb on my desk
• Replace the lightbulb in my closet
• Clean off floor
• Fanaggle parents into letting me spend the night at Ali's
• Retrieve straightener from the great abyss that is the cabin bathroom
• Send Colleen's box

I feel like a dingus. I brought up some things with some people and hopefully it won't be awkward now; if it is, it'd be my own fault. Nah, I wouldn't let that happen.
I am sort of in the process of cleaning mi cuarto; I've got a vanilla-scented candle lit and two strings of lanterns and Christmas lights replacing my burnt-out bulbs. My teeth hurt from finally wearing my retainer and I have two Obama "Yes We Did" stickers on my desk. Not that you can actually see my desk from under all the books and photos and old graded homework assignments.
I live in chaos and I love it. Hah.
I don't have anything astoundingly deep to say; more often than I think I realize, I envy people who think so deeply all the time, who can put their thoughts into words so eloquently.
I'm a bit restless and I'm excited for a week of relaxation, cartoon dreams, and wheezing.
I'm excited for a bright yellow van and a car that I am determined to give a new scent. I am excited for meeting his mom, maybe. I'm excited for hugs and cuddles and kisses, not that I'm not abundantly blessed with those already. (: I'm excited for dark, late-night "are you there? I can't see you! give me your hand!"'s and pre-made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I'm excited for molestaches and glow sticks and sleeping under the stars. I'm excited for necks and hands and drawing on him and Nixon and Olive-IA! I'm excited to escape from this nonsense.
I'm excited for working on my juju project.
Really, I understand what Haley was talking about when she said she loves her life here, but she loves her life in Alaska more. I feel like I have a little family up there, it's lovely.
There's totally a bucket of Playdough on my desk.
I just realized that I have not been in possession of my mobile device for most of February. I miss it and I'm tired of have my moods go up and down.
I also miss wandering off to the "bathroom" during geometry to actually go see Elly and Sheila.
NOSTALGIA
I miss summer and being barefoot all the time.

Love.