...On candystripe legs...Spiderman comes...
God, I am listening to a horrible techno version of Sweet Dreams. There aren't even any words except for some moaning shit in the background. *rolls eyes* I am so exhausted, I have about a million more pages of US Hist. notes to take that I just don't feel like doing. I hate this, lately my mom has been calling my cell at 10:30 or 11 at night to ask my inane bullshit questions disturbing me from my slumber, causing me to not fall back asleep for another hour. I just don't feel much like talking now. I turned my cell phone off, I think the first time since I got it other than when I was at the hospital with my mom. I think I just jabbered enough with Holly and Rockow and Chris after school. Rachie and I just got done chatting and catching up, that was nice.
Fuck...I have something in my right eye...
I need to go deal with that...
...::*::...Lucky...::*::...