It's a saturday.

It's been saturday all day. Go figure. Work was boring.

Here's an update.

I'm one of the tallest people in my "group" of friends. Except for the boys, almost all the boys are taller.
I'm messed up in that whole "relationship" thing. Boys were made to be friends, as were girls, I'm asexual.
I'm going to be an exchange student next school year, for either Japan or Thailand.
I'm random, because I like being so. I choose songs by using numbers parrallel to the first letter in the name listed. Then make friends randomly choose when I don't know what to listen to.
I was up till 3:30 am last night, and still managed to be hyper when I woke up at 7am for work. I blame it on Aaron's persuasiveness. Or lack thereof.
Accents are ultimately the coolest thing on the earth. effin' orgasmic. I assure you, it's a girl thing. But not all accents mind you. Just british, spanish, italian (DIFFERENT) and .. austrailian.
Dying my hair is becoming a habit. But I think I've settled on a colour. I like it.
I'm a klutz, and clumsy, or whatever else fits into that category.I fall up stairs, scrape my knees on invisible objects, find random scars, and slam fingers into doors repeatedly. Absent minded about limbs.
My mind moves too fast for my functions. I'm not able to type all I want to type fast enough, which makes me forget half of it.
If my mind gets bored, it starts day dreaming, whether I want it to or not.
I've had my webcam for christmas and just found out how to take pictures today.
I talk to my cats, and they talk back.
I ask forgiveness from walls and other such non living things when I run into them. Or I tell them off.
I'm really into photography, and architecture, and medicine, and psychology.
I figure if I study psychology long enough, I'll have no problem spelling all words with "psychsdhjjkdfh" in them. Because I have serious problems.
Apparently, I'm caramilk, and I have that whole "Quit with the bullshit" attitude. Go me.
I chicken out of things I shouldn't do that don't cause harm, and don't back down from things I should.
I'm contemplating becoming mute.
Which means I'd have to quit both choir and Jazz choir, but what's a few credits?
I'd be all like that kid a couple years back that just corresponded with emails, even to his parents.
I've been compared to Superman, and Aaron is unknowingly Spiderman. I informed him.
I like Aarons collar, a lot, it owns mine. But hey, I'll get it from him one day.
And apparently I have no friends that live close to me, or at least, no friends that feel like being friends at the current moment.
Anywho, I don't know what else to say other then... Update soon?