apparently my rollieness is baffling. look it up, my friends.

inventory is this sunday. i volunteered to work. mistake? we shall see.

tomorrow is talent show night. needless to say, i'm not going to be performing. amber suggested a blue party party before the evening of talent, so it looks to be oodles of fun.

i scored 9 points out of 10 on the free response for the biology test. my supports were found within the multiple choice questions i had just answered.

miracles happen.

and then you die.

anywho, the sonnetness is done, and i may get to watch a glorious law and order .

le sigh.

my sonnet went sonnetly. care to read?

"Your words are a bubbling brook of laughter
Even when dark truths I confess.
The position that I so faithfully run after
Leads me to where I swore not to regress.
Heartache ensues when dies a true love.
It is impossible to cry one tear too many,
For when we discover the hand hidden by glove,
We realize our skin is as sensitive as any,
Our hearts are as fallible as the words we say,
Our trust equally deceived by truth as by lie.
But when the sun blinds me with revelation each day,
I find a new motive to unknot the tie.
I have dreams and ambitions and plans to survive.
This ugly disaster will find me alive."

yeah. beauty, i know; i know. save the praise for later, darlings. i must finish this post.

do kittens make anyone else cry?

now i'm done.

goodnightway.