It's 12:40ish in the a.m. and I should be sleeping.
But I'm not.
I don't really do that sleeping thing much anymore.
I do all my sleeping on Saturdays.
Except this past Saturday.

I actually got up EARLY.
At 9:30.
Homigod.
I know.

For me, that's early.
I usually sleep until like...12 or 1 on Saturdays.
Cha.

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I've been watching too much Scrubs.
I cannot, for the life of me, stop saying 'frick!'.
And it's driving me FRICKIN CRAZY!

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Blehhhh...
I'm eagerly awaiting my upcoming b-day.
Why?
Because I will be 18.
And other then being legal, what does that mean?
I can finally get back on AFF.net!
Woohoo!
*parties*
They started some lame ass thing were you have to sign a legal agreement that you're actually 18.

Normally I'd lie and say I was, but I'm paranoid that since it's a REAL, legal thing, I'd get found out.
So I've waited.
A whole year.
Yup.

Yes, so I gave up Perry Michael last Wednesday. A girl on my bus who was thrilled to have her evil little baby simulator asked me if I was sad to give it back. I laughed. And laughed. Until I nearly cried. Then looked at her in all seriousness, and said no. That thing...was a horrific experience.

So anyway...today in the anime club at my school, we watched Howl's Moving Castle, which is one of my favorite movie EVA. Howl is such a drama queen, but I love him. And....he has a nice ass. A very, very nice ass. My favorite quote out of the entire movie will, regardless of how many times I've watched it, always be: "I give up. I see no point in living if I can't be beautiful." ~Howl. XD Haha, that gets me every time, it's so pathetically funny!

And continuing on a positive note, I'm going to destroy my boss. Why? Perhaps I'll write on that later...I'm feeling quite lazy right now.

Or at least they will be, when I finally lose what's left of my sanity after this damn religion project.

Today I was burdened with...I mean, given...a baby simulator that I chose to name Perry. The little thing decided to keep quiet until right when it was time to leave and I had about 3 minutes to get my stuff and get to the bus. I had to use the key to shut it up, and hold it in from nearly 20 minutes, during the span of which I opened my locker with one hand, got my stuff, and barely made the bus.

It's cried only once since then, around 6:30, but it took another 10 minutes of waiting with the key in before it finally made this bizarre cooing sound and I could stop. It hurts my hand. I cannot wait to return this...thing.


And....I think Miyavi really DOES need to get taken away. XD

Awkward and frightened at first, because my name, the real me, SHOWED up. Then I realized it was only records from a track meet I did a few years ago. It was just the listings of the racers and their time and place.