You traded my lovely gift for a sneering, semi-pornographic monkey lamp? How could you?!
Today, I am a girl. My hair has product in it, my legs had bronzing lotion applied to them, all 20 of my nails are an unnatural shade of "Summery Orange", there are these strange, pliable round things in my eyes, a skirt around my waist, and perfume clinging to my skin. It seems my X chromosomes decided to gang up on me today. It's sort of nice.
One final left to go before OMG SUMMER LOL! When I say "final" I actually mean "memorize two monologues and pretend I learned stuff about acting". I'm anticipating a grade report that might be allowed to drink from the same water fountain as Linda's, for once. The term sort of petered out on a pretty laid-back note, considering it began at a panicked fever pitch.
Summer Reading List (thus far): Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk Slaughterhouse-Five Anna Karenina