Totally tired right now. Even though it is only midnight and I'm probably in way better condition than most of my AP English "set" of St. John.
My fucking rough draft of my fucking senior paper is done. Hoo-fucking-ray. It needs a whole shit load of editing, but guess what, the hard part is fucking over.
Rachel and I are BAMFs. I've never decided to extract vengence on another person for reals, like, not equivalent damage. It still wasn't even "an eye for an eye" to quote some mythological shit. No. This was just PURE pwnage. I can't even say what happened because I am tingling all over.
Three guesses as to who is turning 18 in one week, can't drive his car again indefinitely and found out two days ago that they are moving THIS WEEKEND.
First two don't count.
Also, my computer is fucking REFUSING to connect to the damn internet....