This is supose to be about me right?

So this blog post will have no pictures, I apologize, hopefully it will be good without it (: So today I was forced to leave my cozy house, and to stop taking Frankie to his litter box to see if he has to make a shit. I am sorry but since my dad got my cat a litter box I have been constantly taking him there to see if he has to pee. I'm pretty sure he hates me know, but whatever...Frankie seriously hates everyone (no that's wrong, he loves us because we give him FOOD, god he's fat). Anyway so I was forced to go to the museum of Tolerance with my home school teacher & her other student. It was the most depressing thing in the world, first of all the museum is depressing in its self but her other student knew so much. She was more arrogant than Catleya (xD. joking...kinda...) I was so happy to see another being not related to my family that I might befriend, god I was wrong. I lost count to how many times she said culture, it was actually quite funny because when she was informing me about why she wouldn't buy over priced chocolate unless the culture considerd the child in child laber was an adult(did what I just said even make sense?), I just nodded and said the accepting: "exactly", "mhmm", "i agree", and so on. I am pretty sure she noted how stupid I was being but whatever, when did it stop being acceptable to be quiet and stare out the window in a car? Oh wait, this is a fashion blog isn't it? Hmmm, can I find a fashion outlook? I wore my mom's navy blue flats, navy blue skinny jeans, a gray V-neck from pacsun, and a red coat from Salvation Army. I know it wasn't fashionable but I didn't feel like impressing anyone at the Museum. Oh and for future reference not all my blog posts will be fashion related, I hope that's okay. You will soon learn I like to rant a lot. Maybe I will just make a new blog all together for my rants. (: More on a fashion note, I am trying to go to a bunch of thrift stores and vintage stores and to buy all these wonderful things. BUT as many of you know, money is often an issue. I am forced to wear the boring V-necks often because I don't really have enough vintage clothes to make an outfit. Okay well knew fashion blogs coming soon! I just felt like ranting about my day! K Ciao