Snapped.

Dear Diary;

The underwire on my bra just snapped in half. What the hell is up with that?

You know how you’re supposed to make a wish and blow an eyelash off your finger? Well, I just wished for a thousand dollars. That’s all- just one thousand. I would’ve wished for a million, but it seemed like a long shot so I went for something a little more realistic. So far though, no money. Bummer. I’d really like to pay my bills next month.

I wrote *her* back tonight and told her that I’d love to take her engagement photos but I wasn’t availiable on the Saturday she requested. I’ll see how long it takes her to write back this time.

I still have no plans for Halloween, which totally sucks because I spent money on a costume and I’m not going to get to wear it. I dressed up last halloween while I was at home and it was the most depressing thing ever. If I don’t end up going anywhere, I think I’ll put on my pj’s and just go to bed. At 7pm.