Mood:  not sure
Ok, gotta make this quick. I'm supposed to be getting ready for bed right now. XP

Anyway, I've got tons of homework to do. And I've gotta look for sources for World History. Yeah, they were due on Monday, but life hasn't worked out like that. I've been trying to get to the library, but that hasn't worked out too well. XP

It shouldn't be so hard to go to the damn library!

I worked on Friday! I made some money! Whoo!
Some dude made a rather, er, raunchy comment at me. It was kind of.. ew. Anyway, I'm working this Friday, too.

I love having money! It's nice to know that I have it, even if I don't spend it.

Anyway, with last Friday's money, I bought a Catwoman comic, and a sweater.

What can I say? I'm dorky and a fashionista at the same time. :-P

You guys know you love me.

Anyway, me and Amber (Tay!) have been writing a Batman fanfic back and forth. She's been harrassing me to write >.> <.<

I try, really!

You know who's hott?
Anthony Michael Hall from the Dead Zone. I don't know why, but I woke up one morning thinking about the Dead Zone. Then I realized: "Damn, he's pretty hott! O.O"

Also, the other day I woke up with The Night the Lights Went out in Georgia stuck in my head. Odd? I think so.

I've been in the mood to play Max Payne lately.



Haven't had time, though.

I wonder when they're gonna make a Max Payne 3.

I still don't understand how Max managed to live through what he did. I mean, with as much depressing shit happening, I would've blown myself away if I was him. (< Keep in mind, I've never had suicidal thoughts XP)

Wife and kid died. Got framed. Got betrayed by a friend. Got redeemed (he murdered tons, but was seen as a hero). Fell in love with a criminal. Killed a cop. Got betrayed by one of his best friends. His love died. Had a revelation.

I mean, seriously. This guy's life is one depressing story after another!

I'm surprised he isn't negative all the time. Hell, I'd be.

This week has been hectic.

By the way, all I said in my last post:

I was premenstrual. (I know you may not want to know that, but it's the truth!) So it was a bit emotional and exaggerated. But some things in it are indeed true. Like my Dad not telling me he loves me. I tell him I love him, and when he doesn't answer, ask him why he didn't answer, and if he loves me. Still no answer. :(

Ok, I've got to be heading out. I've spent too long working on this. I'll try and update this tomorrow? No guarantees though!

Ciao!

"You see, little sister don't miss when she aims her gun."

***
I analyze everything, I know what you mean
I answer by questioning all that I need
And I want to, to surrender
I want you to see all the sides
All the faces inside of me

I see I?m not perfect, but that?s all I see
Lost in a portrait, in a picture of me
This can?t be everything I see
That my canvas is incomplete
Your color?s everything to me
And my canvas will set me free

My outline is solid and made up of crime
And the things that you say just burn in my eyes
I want to, to surrender
I want you to find some comfort
In the spaces between the lines

I see I?m not perfect, but that?s all I see
Lost in a portrait, in a picture of me
This can?t be everything I see
That my canvas is incomplete
Your color?s everything to me
And my canvas will set me free
This can?t be everything I see
That my canvas is incomplete
Your color?s everything to me

This can?t be everything I see
That my canvas is incomplete
You color?s everything to me
And my canvas will set me free
This can?t be everything I see
That my canvas is incomplete
Your color?s everything to me
You?re everything to me