Tomorrow we're going to the waterpark! And dragging Steffers along with us! ^^;;; (Ya ne hachoo vzatzs yeyo patamushto ya ochen ustala. Ya prosta hachoo seedeytz domah y igratzh nah computareh c' Sarah.) That was russian. Damned english letters. See, these letters don't make the same sounds cyrillic does, so it's hard to write with them. People think I'm so strange because I can switch languages in the blink of an eye: One minute I'm english, the next i'm rattling on in russian, the next i'm rattling on in japanese. Eh. The only thing I can say in spanish is "Tienes un canario in tus pantalones." WHich translates out to "You have a canary in your pants." I also used to be able to ask "Will you buy me a hamburger?" but i never used that one so i forgot it. Mm. I'm in the mood for a hot fudge sundae. Or one of the P.F. Chang's chocolate cake slices, still warm from the oven with that heavenly creamy chocolate icing and that delicious raspberry sauce. mmmm. MM, mm, mm. I've done a couple of sketches as of recent. I'm getting better and better. I love the way I draw. mrphles. I feel like curling up, going to sleep and not waking up for a long time. Not from depression, of course, but from just contentedness. Speaking of sleep, I had a TERRIBLE nightmare last night where I forgot to do my homework and ended up getting thrown out of the gifted classes and into detention. It still gives me a queasy feeling when I think about it. I hate not having my schoolwork done. Or getting bad grades. Ick, ick, ick.