I went downstairs for dinner, and what was on the table, but fried chicken! Since I am obviously not supposed to be here, my mom did NOT know we had been discussing this, so it was very weird indeed. And then someone brought food to the table, and it was put semi-in front of me. Out loud, I said "What is it, fish?", and my whole family just looked at me as though I was crazy. The influence HHW can have on a person.
I am scrounging for pictures to post. There are now more pictures of me on my computer, but I'm afraid I'm being a girl and also being picky, and I hate every one of them. The new ones are from HC and they're nice, but I can't ever smile correctly in pictures (forced smiling is NOT my thing), and so I look very pained. Plus, I have red eye, and my dress is reflecting the flash (VERY sparkly). So unless my school's website puta a picture of me during HC week up, there are still none of me that I'm willing to share. You'll survive though, one of these days, I'll get one up.
DST isn't affecting me well. It's only 6:30 and I'm exhausted. My dad might not be home until LATE tonight, so maybe I'll pop into chat for a small while. If I'm awake. Now, off to do the dreaded Algebra HW. Eh.
OH! I remembered what I wanted to say EARLIER! Report cards come out at the beginning of next week, or maybe even on Friday. If my Algebra grade meets standards, I might be able to get online. "Legally", anyway. So keep them vibes comin'.
[move=left,scroll,6,transparent,100%]Yes, I'm sending MYSELF vibes. *VIBE VIBE VIBE VIBE VIBE*[/move]