(Is woke even a word? Oh, yes it is.) I looked outside. I was originally up at around 6.30 AM, or 6, but I stayed in bed. Apparently I fell back asleep until about 9.40 or so. When I was coming home yesterday, I looked up at the sky and it was all cloudy. I kind of... smiled or at least let out a very slight laugh at that. I've never really liked the rain, unless it was pouring (like that day we all got drenched) or it was a thunderstorm. I can't tell you why I smiled at that, though. I find it... funny. I know it's probably nothing but coincidental, but none the less... I love Sundays. <3 Lazy days are awesome.


"can i have a hug from someone that actually matters to me? and can it be warm and big and nice and make me feel like a kid? please? pretty please? i don't want to wait for it either, and i don't want it out of pity, i want an actual hug that tells me they love me which i'm so totally waiting for anyway" Remember that? Wow, I should really go through my own journal and read it sometimes. I guess the waiting for it was worthwhile after-all?

( Againz )

OH, YEAH! Whatpulse! Right. *Downloads that* There we go. I can pulse again. <3 woot!

*Yawns* WHY AM I STILL TIRED?!

They're all: ">D *peels*".
Who needs fireworks when you have MASSIVE LIGHTNING STORMS!