"OI. OYSTER CRACKER."
I HATE ZOMBIES. x.x
No, really, there's a reason for that statement. Despite the fact that I HATE them, I had a dream about them. Mom and I were zombie-fighting with dinky laser guns that were pretty much getting the job done, anyway, but they'd infiltrated my aunt's house (but it was really OUR house, or in the same location of our house anyway) and some kid's dad was the ringleader and kept trying to bite people, but we were fending him off with Propel water and dirty socks.
.... whatever works, I guess. I was doing patrol with Mom outside and then she got into a car and drove off and forgot me, so I freaked out and started running back towards the house, but little zombie children were showing up and glowing red and...
I was never so relieved to wake up. I can handle vampires or werewolves but I've always hated zombies. EVEN SHAUN OF THE DEAD FRICKIN SCARED ME. SHAUN OF THE BLOODY DEAD, MY GOD.
Kia's just going to hope she doesn't dream of zombies again. *sigh* This wasn't the first time, either.
Stupid zombies. ._.
Uh. So, do I have a plan for tomorrow today whenever I wake up?? YES.
I WILL GET OUT OF BED. (Hold your applause, I'M NOT DONE YET. /o/)
I WILL... EAT BREAKFAST.
And then I will work more on my monologue for Playwriting class, read the assigned pages for my American Women's History class (70-135, shouldn't take long), finish writing that Hina and Rui piece on how Yukina got her name, FINISH THAT APP FOR GOJYO, catch up on D.Gray-Man (I'm a little afraid to now XD), see the parents, and NOT DIE.
Talking to Twinny was nice, though. ♥ EXCEPT SKY I STILL WANT THE SQUISHY PENGUIIIIIIN. D: IT'S SO CUTE. I CAN FORSAKE A WEEK'S WORTH OF GROCERIES, RIGHT????? D:
A bit of an update on the Keyna front, regarding her boyfriend/husband/44-year-old asshole.
So he apparently lives in a house THAT THE POLICE WILL NOT TOUCH. This coming from Keyna's mom, who talked to my mom, and argh.
KEYNA, PLEASE DON'T DIE. T___________T *freeeeet*
I've got to stop adopting siblings. Or having them at all. Bad things always seem to happen to them. x.x IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THEY'RE OLDER OR YOUNGER, SOMEHOW I WIND UP SUFFERING MINOR HEART ATTACKS OVER THEM AAAAALL.
(and off-topic, for the sake of my own sanity, KIA'S BELOVED ROOMIE PLAYS THE BAGPIPES. THE MYSTERY IS SOLVED. Oh, Heather. XD)
It's been too long since I've done a song parody... hmmmm. This must be fixed.
Yeah, I need to go to bed. XD;; Right. Now. Haiiiiiiiiiiii.
plsnozombiedreamsohgodpls.
No, really, there's a reason for that statement. Despite the fact that I HATE them, I had a dream about them. Mom and I were zombie-fighting with dinky laser guns that were pretty much getting the job done, anyway, but they'd infiltrated my aunt's house (but it was really OUR house, or in the same location of our house anyway) and some kid's dad was the ringleader and kept trying to bite people, but we were fending him off with Propel water and dirty socks.
.... whatever works, I guess. I was doing patrol with Mom outside and then she got into a car and drove off and forgot me, so I freaked out and started running back towards the house, but little zombie children were showing up and glowing red and...
I was never so relieved to wake up. I can handle vampires or werewolves but I've always hated zombies. EVEN SHAUN OF THE DEAD FRICKIN SCARED ME. SHAUN OF THE BLOODY DEAD, MY GOD.
Kia's just going to hope she doesn't dream of zombies again. *sigh* This wasn't the first time, either.
Stupid zombies. ._.
Uh. So, do I have a plan for tomorrow today whenever I wake up?? YES.
I WILL GET OUT OF BED. (Hold your applause, I'M NOT DONE YET. /o/)
I WILL... EAT BREAKFAST.
And then I will work more on my monologue for Playwriting class, read the assigned pages for my American Women's History class (70-135, shouldn't take long), finish writing that Hina and Rui piece on how Yukina got her name, FINISH THAT APP FOR GOJYO, catch up on D.Gray-Man (I'm a little afraid to now XD), see the parents, and NOT DIE.
Talking to Twinny was nice, though. ♥ EXCEPT SKY I STILL WANT THE SQUISHY PENGUIIIIIIN. D: IT'S SO CUTE. I CAN FORSAKE A WEEK'S WORTH OF GROCERIES, RIGHT????? D:
A bit of an update on the Keyna front, regarding her boyfriend/husband/44-year-old asshole.
So he apparently lives in a house THAT THE POLICE WILL NOT TOUCH. This coming from Keyna's mom, who talked to my mom, and argh.
KEYNA, PLEASE DON'T DIE. T___________T *freeeeet*
I've got to stop adopting siblings. Or having them at all. Bad things always seem to happen to them. x.x IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THEY'RE OLDER OR YOUNGER, SOMEHOW I WIND UP SUFFERING MINOR HEART ATTACKS OVER THEM AAAAALL.
(and off-topic, for the sake of my own sanity, KIA'S BELOVED ROOMIE PLAYS THE BAGPIPES. THE MYSTERY IS SOLVED. Oh, Heather. XD)
It's been too long since I've done a song parody... hmmmm. This must be fixed.
Yeah, I need to go to bed. XD;; Right. Now. Haiiiiiiiiiiii.
plsnozombiedreamsohgodpls.