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It's hailey here.
And I am once again, sitting in my competitive drama class.
In the library.
Over in the corner.
Acting like I am looking for a script.
At first, I actually was looking for a script...then everything seemed to go downhill from there.
So...I made my way to BlogSpot..and..
HERE I AM.
Nothing really interesting has happened the past few days.
I've been really exhausted.
I don't know why, but I cannot get enough sleep lately.
It's quite insane.
While I'm on the topic of sleep..I must say..
during American Idol last night..I almost dozed off...even though I was just sitting there!
I don't know what it is.
I mean, after I wake up in the morning..I look in the mirror and I don't look beautiful.
Atleast, I don't look any different then I did when I went to bed lastnight.
I thought the whole sleep concept was called a "beauty sleep."
I don't feel any more beautifuller.
So there.
I'm sorry this blog is so lame.
I might just call it..the lame blog.
Because this blog might just possibly be the most boring blog I've ever written.
I'm honestly just writting this to pass the time.
When I first started writting this..it was 1:08.
Now..it is 1:44.
This is amazing.
It really did help me pass the time.

Let's keep on trucking.
So, the past couple of weeks...I have not at all been my usual self.
How..you ask?
Okay, for those of you who don't know me at all..let me give you the down low.
I have a thing for fashion.
I love clothes.
I LOVE shoes.
If I could live in the mall..I would.
Let's just put it that way.
And...I like to put my outfits together.
When I come to school, people ask me where my clothes came from.
Where I got my hair done.
If I got highlights.
And let's not forget, "You could be a model!"
You catch my drift. Right?
If you don't..well...I might have to hit you in the head with a giant ham.
Yes, a ham.
Back to the point..
I usually wear the make-up...
..the clothes..
..and everything is neatly in place..
but not today.
Not this week.
Not this whole entire month.
Which is odd.

The only logical explanation I have for this...is that I have temporarily gone insane.
Insane in the brain.
Insanium in the cranium, dogg.
I need help.
Maybe, I need to be taken to a fashion psycho institution or something.
Yep.
My friends would probably do this.
They would make me admit to going crazy..
send in the tape to the institution..
and they would keep me there.
Forever.
That is, if a crazy psycho institution for the fashionably aware...existed.
Which it doesn't.
Right?
Back to the point...I don't know what quite happened.
One day I guess I just woke up and said "No more"..
Okay...it might not have happened like that.
But I honestly don't know where I have gone wrong.


Okay..wanna hear something awesome?!
Okay, at exactly THIS time last year....the love of my life graduated.
Ok, so maybe he wasn't actually the love of my life.
If you read our blog...
you'll know that this guy was the one who picked up my quarter in the lunch line.
This moment..was such an epic moment in my life...that I framed the quarter.
Yes, framed.
Yes, I know, framed.
I'm a strange one.
You all know that by now.
But anyways, he was the guy that actually scared the bageebies out of me..when I saw him in the hallway.
His hair..
..the way he walked...
...the smile....
..here's the mind warper...
...he...wasn't...a...jerk.
I KNOW...RIGHT?!
He was nice...
and at about this time last year...
..I watched him frantically run through the hallway like a mad-man...for the traditional Senior run.
The Running of the Seniors, if you will.
A tear dropped down my face..
..and my heart dropped..
..
I'm just being dramatic.
I didn't cry.
But...I was sad.
I don't know why I was so sad...I didn't even know the guy!
But..hey, like I said...I'm weird.
It's now 2:03.
Wow.
This blog did the trick.

Nteowpic.
This morning...
I may or may not have gone temperarily blind from turning the light on right after I woke up.
I fumbled around..like a lobster on a plane during turbulation.
Yes, it was that bad.
So I finally got to the bathroom when...
..when...
...when I tripped over the trash can.
So when I tripped..I fell into the wall..and this is where it can scar you for life..
I fell into the wall where a big, ugly, bug was sitting.
And that bug must have loved the reaction on my face..because I screamed and flailed around.
I like the word flailed.
Flailed.
Flail.
Anyways..it was the grossest looking bug ever.
I think I had a mini heart attack.
I ate cheerios, so i didnt have to worry about heart health.