"Shoot me. Shoot me now."
Class was... amuuusing. They had Italian wedding soup for lunch, though - wicked awesome. <3
Skipped out on yearbook to help out the buds set up for the fall art auction tonight. Corinne got prints of some stuff from her DA account (cue shameless plugging here and here~ check them out, fools.) but, sadly, no frames. So, me, her, and Katrina walked down route 62 to Staples, and generally bummed around before walking back. Fun times. Except Simendinger drove right past us, speeding, and honked at us... jerk.
Eh, whatever. Bagels are yummy and cheap. And we didn't get run over; always a bonus.
And it was, like, pitch black out when I got on the late bus today at five. D: wtf, I hate leaving school when it's practically night out. It makes me feel like such a loser. Only not really because I'm awesome. ...but not.
...Am I tired beyond comprehensible speech? Moi? Wherever did you get that idea?