/dies. That sucked major arse. I think people are mad at me now. I would be, if I were them. I was all stoked and gonna call people up at like, 9 am, and we were gonna go do shit. ...and I never got to call. First I woke up late myself, since I went to sleep at like, 6:30 am and slept through three alarms... and then I got saddled with 'move your laundry before you do anything else!', and then 'clean up that shit in your room' since all my art stuff was all over the floor from working on homework. And then I had to clean the bathroom. ...If there was a reason I didn't call inbetween doing one of these things, I'm not sure what the fuck it was anymore. I think I just didn't remember. Sucks arse, regardless. And now I'm stuck doing dishes again, and more laundry, althought that part is my fault, and then I'll probably have to stay home to finish my Illustrator project. This sucks. ...I hate being flaky, because I hater being flaked *on*. BLAH. Fucking chores. ::whinewhinebitchmoancomplain:: ...sorry guys, if it makes any difference. -_-;;;;;;;;;;;;;  
...coffee, republic, and cakes <3 4:00:00 PM