Uh, last night at about 11:30, I accidentally poked my hand on a jagged hole in the screened-in porch while trying to shoo some bug away. It bled for like, a second, and then it stopped when I washed it and put hydrogen peroxide on it. Am I gonna get tetanus and die painfully? Is a porch screen even made out of metal anyway? Please help.
I know tetanus shots are good for, like, 10 years, right? I don't remember getting any shots since I was in maybe 1st grade or so (10 years ago) but I may have gotten it without remembering. I've been home alone, and my dad has been working, so I haven't been able to ask anyone. I'm freaking out, though, naturally. I always freak out. I remember this one time shortly before I turned 15 when I thought I had some sort of skin cancer because there was a pimple under one of my freckles.
Anyway, do you know what they did? DO YOU KNOW?
THEY CANCELED MY FUCKING SHOW DAMMIT. You know, the one with super mega ultra sexy Amber Heard dressed as a Playboy Bunny. The Playboy Club was bitchin', man. Why would they do that? I mean, yeah, I initially watched it because Amber is sexy, but I actually ended up getting pretty into the plot. There was suspense and drama and LESBIANS. They cancelled it right as the lesbian girl Alice finally met another lesbian! No! NBC NEEDS TO GO EAT A DICK SANDWICH.
I bought the episodes on iTunes so I can own them forever. :'( And at least I can still watch New Girl, so I'm not completely show-less. Oh, and South Park is airing new episodes again beginning this week... But neither of those have Amber Heard. She is my favorite EVER! I finally understand how other girls my age obsess over hot celebrities.
If another network does not pick it up or something, I am going to cry forever. Seriously, who would cancel THIS?
I don't CARE if the ratings weren't good, or if it was mega controversial, or if people thought it was a rip off of Mad Men. You don't cancel a body like that. That woman is a goddess, and you, NBC, are depriving a poor, pitiful, innocent, socially awkward teenage girl of her weekly dose of Amber Heard. SHAME.
Also, I thought about texting FCG... But every single freaking time I even fathom it, she loses her phone. It's like some sort of evil magic. Her Facebook status says she lost her freaking phone YET AGAIN. It needs to be duct taped to her, or surgically attached, or something like that.
And I really don't want to go to the school fair tonight, but I told my senior friends I was coming to their play... Blah. Maybe I'll just go for that, although it will be a massive clusterfuck trying to find parking.
AND I'm on my period, so these jeans make me look fat. RARRRRR.
Fuck, I am so mad. I need to study for my 130937 tests tomorrow, but I am SOOOO MAD.