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I lost my cell phone. I LOST MY BLOODY CELL PHONE!!!!

AUGH!!!! I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOO PISSED!!!!!!!!!!! scream

I was in NYC at Sheraton Hotel, which is this really big, classy, upscale hotel, and there was this huge bash we were throwing and I was required to be there for work. And silly li'l old me (who refuses to give up her tomboyishness) doesn't grab the purse hanging on her door her mom bought her six years ago so that she'll have something to carry her wallet and phone in. And thus when she gets to the hotel, and is forced to check her big bulky messenger bag and coat that she can't carry, she wants to carry the phone, but because is not wearing any pockets (being in some ridiculously long flowy dress thing) carries around the phone with her. And thus it gets lost at some point during the night.

I know somebody picked it up... because when I first called it it was off... and I definitely didn't turn off that cell phone... and then a couple hours later when I called it again it was turned back on. So somebody is ******** with my phone. I'll find out who... and hopefully before they use up too many of my minutes, or do SOMETHING stupid.

Of course... if they turn it in at security that'll be even better... but that means I need to call the hotel tomorrow (technically today, since it's like... 2 A.M.) and check it out. Otherwise, I can buy another phone, I guess. Though it'll be a pain in the arse.

Anyway.... I haven't really eaten much all day. I think the total is an icecream cone, a hot dog, a bowl of watermelon (Mmm... yummy... watermelon is the best. Juicy and sweet. My favorite. XD), and a chocolate croissant that I actually still haven't finished eating yet. How idiotic of me. I should be eating more... but I find myself not really wanting to eat that much. It's like... I know I should be hungry, and once upon a time I would be starving now, but I'm not really feeling it. There's like, an occasional twinge of hunger, but I don't get that hollow, achy feeling in my stomach anymore. It's kind of like somebody put an anesthetic through my digestive system, so that I can barely feel it. That's how I feel. I gotta find out wtf is going on, because I'm having to force myself to eat, which is not normal. I've loved food all my life... and to now all of a sudden not be able to eat is just too weird to me.

Aside from that, I got home at like, 1:10 A.M., and have yet to actually go to bed. I left the hotel at like... 10:30ish, but I got all confused while trying to find the subway because I had to take it back to Penn Station... and I generally don't take the subway. But I managed to get there... and the next train was at 11:34 P.M. I waited for basically half an hour, and picked up my watermelon and croissant, and while I was in the store came across two guys that were from the party that I happen to see a lot at work, so I had company for a bit.

But after all that, I ended up falling asleep for most of the way... until about two or three towns before mine, and then I woke up, and couldn't help but listen to some girl talking on her cell phone. She was saying some stupid s**t about how it was her birthday and she asked her friend to steal some glitter eyeshadow thing, and that he kept trying to but the guy kept checking him, and that she told him to hide it under hit hat because they never checked there.

I HATE bitches like that. Seriously. Why the ******** would you ask somebody to STEAL something for your birthday present!? I might ask a friend to BUY me something I wanted, but I'd never jeapordize them by telling them to ******** STEAL for me. I've unfortunately been in that situation. I didn't steal, but my friend decided to shop lift a few things while we were in Pathmark (and I was an idiot for not stopping her), and it definitely wasn't a happy day for her when she got caught. And there was this other time where her sister decided to steal some eyeshadow when we were shopping in the mall, and framed her instead, and we ended up all getting kicked out of the mall, which royally pissed me off, as well as my friend, especially since she was ******** being framed for it. In short, I'd never do that to somebody.

ANYWAYZ... I finally got off the train at about 12:30 A.M and had to walk home from there, which took about 15-20 minutes. I'm glad my dad's in Vermont right now. He'd have a FIT if he knew I walked home by myself in the wee hours of the morning. But oh well. What he doesn't know can't hurt him... and I'm tired of burdening other people by forcing them to give me rides and crap. I hate it... especially when I feel like I'm slowing them down. But I'm home now, and banging out this entry and what not. Lol.

Hmm... was supposed to give James a picture of me in this stupid dress, but that didn't work out... since I lost my phone, and it doesn't take very good pictures anyway. Not enough definition. XD

Ah well... guess I'll just get someone to take a picture tomorrow. Even if it means putting on this damn dress again. I'd do anything for him. I love him so very, very much. It's still amazing. And I'm still not sure I'm used to it... and I'm afraid I don't express myself very well. Writing is how I've always expressed myself the best; and when I talk to him he always sounds so sweet... and I always feel like I sound so... well, calloused. I'm so used to speaking with sarcasm that it's just a natural thing for me, and I just don't seem to be able to help myself sometimes. But I don't know what I'm complaining about. I'm glad he loves me anyway.

Anywayz... I really should be getting to bed. I haven't even changed out of this dress yet. Hell, I haven't even gone up to my ROOM yet. Who knows what the hell awaits for me upstairs. ninja *scary music* ninja

Lol. Probably nothing. Just some construction rubble and perhaps a note. I dunno. Anywayz, good night. Cya later. wink