My mother and I were flipping through pictures of really colorful HGTV rooms on the iPad.

Me: "OMG, I LOVE THAT SQUARE TOILET. IT'S JUST SO WEIRD AND COOL!"

Mi: "You're gonna need a square butt for that, dear."

Me: x_O" SIGH.

& y'all ask me why I'm so weird. HEREDITARY.

LASSIE!

I turn on my calculator and this is what I find.
Nice, Trace.

I love warm things that smell good.

Hehe, my momma just washed my comforter.
Now, it's warm and it smells good.
I am officially a happy camper. (:

LALALALALALA, SING A HAPPY SONG.

I want The Wanted.

The badboy version of One Direction.

The guy that sings "D-D-D-Drink it if you can." <3

Wow, so I'm sitting here, eating a cup of "light" Yoplait yogurt while looking at pictures of cake.
Rich, moist, sweet sweet cake.
I just realized how kinda pathetic that is. So sad.

NOTHING BUNDT CAKES! <3

http://shine.yahoo.com/shine-food/chop-onions-pro-without-shedding-tear-151100169.html

Dear Fiona,
I saw this article and you were the first to pop into my head.
<3

On the Floor

I've always wondered what passing out would feel like.
Well, bucket list: check.

Before I forget, let's document this moment. I woke up from my nap, still wanting to sleep, but forcing myself to get up to eat dinner with my parents. I went to pee on the toilet; I remember my head was really heavy and I was THISCLOSE to sleeping on the toilet. I decided to go out and tell my mom I was really tired and if I could please skip dinner (even though I totally requested it earlier).
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I hear my dad panicking and screaming for my mom. I woke up 'cause it sounded like an emergency and I was scared something happened to them. I found myself in my dad's lap? On the floor, in the hallway, right in front of my bedroom door. The right corner of my head hurt 'cause apparently, I slammed into the molding? [Grt, like my head needed to be any more disproportional. x_O"] I felt really nauseous and somehow my dad knew so he went to get me a wastebasket. I threw up a little bit. [God, I hate it when the barf goes through your nose.] I felt better. My dad got me hot water to drink. I downed it and smiled to reassure them that I was going to be fine.

Hm, I wouldn't say I enjoyed it, because I didn't--don't worry, I'm not insane yet--
but 'twas an interesting experience?

Let's diagnose myself:

• Period: Well, it's never happened before.
• Stomachache: Most likely due to period.
• Being irked by almost everyone today: Symptom of period? But my reasons are justified, so maybe it's just "one of those days" like Mel says.
• Stress: Uh, not really? At least I don't think so.
• Lack of sleep: Really? I don't even sleep that late compared to normal people.
• Senioritis: This isn't even a real disease!
• Life: Well, everybody's going through something right now.
• Being me: Nothing unusual...

Everything combined? Maybe.

Hopefully, it doesn't happen again...in school...TOMORROW...WHEN I HAVE 3 TEST/QUIZZES!? [Panic mode...]
Okay, Fate, you've helped me cross it off my to-do list; let's not relive it.
Lesson learned: Be careful what you wish for.