I'm in a fucking bad mood.
Yay, I made the team I wanted.
The enthusiasm for that is quenched by the emotional fuckwittage flying around. I'm cranking it up to a level eight now. Gah.
Books read: Same as last time.
I'm not quite through with Haunting Violet, because of how ridiculously boring the beginning was. 60 pages or so left.
So, after this, I'm going to read the third Mortal Instruments book, City of Glass, for the first time, because my library finally pulled through and gave me the damn book.
It's late. I'm tired. (Remember the clock at the bottom is wrong. Or it was last time I checked, anyway. It used to be three hours ahead. I'm betting it still is) I'm sick of drama. Sick of late nights and waking up early. I really am sick of the beginning of school madness.
Ack. I wish you a better night than mine was.
And, lo and behold, I have to wake up early again tomorrow.
FUCK ICING.
~KK. Somewhere. UfuckingS.
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