Well, this would be under the category of Random Writing, if I could remember what I had wanted to write. I was in math today was thinking of new poems, and I came up with this really good one, and then I was writing notes down at the time, so I wasn’t able to write it down. The first moment I got, I went to write it down, and I totally forgot what I had wanted to write… eh. It’ll come to me eventually.
A few days ago, a friend of mine got me some like body spritz or something at just some random whim, like she does sometimes. I liked the smell, and sprayed it on my hand then put it in my backpack. Today, I was pulling out my books and my back pack smelt oddly of blue freezies, the same smell of that body spritz. I dug through my backpack and found out that the bottle had leaked everywhere… and now, everywhere I go, everything I take out, and every time I go near my backpack, they all smell like blueberries. I think it’s going to make me sick soon. Me + perfume, or scents = major stomach turning.
Currently: Doing Math and breathing in way too much blueberry scent
Reading: Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen (1/4 through…)
Listening to: When Christmas Comes to Town by whoever plays the kids in Polar Express…