I haven't seen this show in AGES XDD I forgot how amazing it is! hehehe, they're faking Russian.
Chem test tomorrow -.- And math quiz. But that's okay. I don't have to be up at 8 am ^_^
Saturday's gonna be sooooooo boring. I have nothing to do. I might go get my Twilight CD tomorrow night or Saturday during the day. idk.
I'm thinking I need to get my hair cut soon. Actually, I'm thinking I want to get it cut, not just an inch or so trimmed off. It's actually pretty long, for me. Not as long as it got in 8th grade, but still fairly long. My parents and aunt would be so happy if I got it cut short 'cause apparently my hair looks really good like that -.- I think not...
Haha, it's kinda sad that I use the photo program for my computer as a mirror when I'm too lazy to get up xD
okay, sleepy time. I wasn't feeling too well this afternoon, and my vision was going crazy and not working well and freaked me out 'cause I couldn't read things on the computer or see a lot of stuff, and I could've gotten hit by a car crossing the street if I hadn't followed someone else across. I feel really overheated. I think I just need some sleep. And I'm filling the fridge with water.
~nepie
Feel better soon~
If Caitlyn and/or her mom bring up Matthew at Thanksgiving, I won't be very happy -.- Haven't seen him in weeks =D And I don't even know how many weeks, which definitely proves my point about me not liking him. I know how many days its been since I saw anyone at home. I know how many months I've known Thomas (technically, it's a year, but I only really met him 4 months ago), but he's my twin, so he's special ^_^
*sigh* I really need to work on building up my defense. I was considering using Thomas at one point >.< I talk to him all the time, so it could kinda be construed that I like him =3 We're so brother-and-sister that that's pretty much impossible, but hey, they don't know that ^_^ I'm so ridiculous -.- Stupid stupid hopeful girl.
"'Hope' is the thing with feathers— That perches in the soul— And sings the tune without the words— And never stops—at all—
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard— And sore must be the storm— That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm—
I've heard it in the chillest land— And on the strangest Sea— Yet, never, in Extremity, It asked a crumb—of Me. " --Emily Dickinson
nepie · Fri Nov 21, 2008 @ 06:02am · 0 Comments |