So

Frenchy if your looking for your post, it's down a post.

In an attempt to begin my enigmatic blog of nothingness, and maybe somethingness. I've decided to type in something I feel about a blog, and put blogger behind it in the Google search bar. So far, I've come up with one person to follow. And I guess that thats good for me.

I don't really know what to talk about. Unless you want to talk about my day. Should we?

I woke up to my siblings crying in my face.
And I didn't want to move.
I took a shower, which seemed abnormally long, maybe because I kept getting soap in my eyes, and it was really irritating or that my hair felt like dread locks since I've been using the two in one, shampoo and conditioner, instead of just regular shampoo and conditioner, which normally makes my hair feel soft and smooth.
I then went to my interview with Walmart, which made me really happy, especially since the hiring manager was uber nice, as opposed to the crazy lady I talked to the time before that.
Then I came home, and played that lemonade stand tycoon game for about twenty minutes, because I had some time to kill between interviews.

Then I went to my interview with Best Buy, where, the entire time I was waiting for the manager, I was having a straight panic attack. And then he told me I got a second interview.

I really wasn't in my body today, I felt really too flighty. Everything felt like slow motion. Or, like, I was going through the motions, realizing what motions I was doing, you know?

Then I took a half an hour nap.

And then took care of my siblings the rest of the day.

And I still feel not completely here. And I almost am longing for a total stranger to just post on my blog. Tell me an interesting fact. Or maybe about their day.

I guess that would be nice.