St. Nicholas
i'm irritated right now so i shan't go running. hmph. i woke up at like 8am for two sundays/saturdays in a row and no one cares. no one wanted to wake up to run. and today? just because it was my sis who woke them up, everyone is like "whoa, lets wake up and go running" pfft, i woke up at 8 and tried to wake my sis up, but no, she didn't want to wake up, so i went back to sleep. URF. so now they're all jogging. and im blogging (:
sigh, macbeth coursework due next week. i hate my witchy voice, too high to be produced by me, but oh well.
and the stinking mep project, like seriously, i dunno what we're doing. our lyrics were nice okay! debra wrote it :D but stinking potato had to come along and change everything for the worst. "i bought icecream from the icecream man." sheesh. pul-leasse.
i shall go change my skin now.
Swinged it at;
11:02 AM