*points* New icon. Wheeeeeeeee. That's how I usually wear my hair, up in a bun. But not that high on my head. ^_^;;
Eating stirfry. Yes, dinner at 8AM. I'm so fucking backwards.
Woke up at 4AM, after, oh, 12 or so hours of sleep. Whee! Waiting around to go bomb the DMV if TJ doesn't pass her drivers test this morning. Fucking nazis. >_< The we've gotta go to that job thingy again. And all that shit.
My grandma called at 1AM this morning, thinking I was awake cause of my bizarre sleeping schedual. She wanted to tell me my mom was okay and asked if we've been using credit cards. WTF?! Oooooookay. >_>
Eating stirfry. Yes, dinner at 8AM. I'm so fucking backwards.
Woke up at 4AM, after, oh, 12 or so hours of sleep. Whee! Waiting around to go bomb the DMV if TJ doesn't pass her drivers test this morning. Fucking nazis. >_< The we've gotta go to that job thingy again. And all that shit.
My grandma called at 1AM this morning, thinking I was awake cause of my bizarre sleeping schedual. She wanted to tell me my mom was okay and asked if we've been using credit cards. WTF?! Oooooookay. >_>


