Sleep deprived.
Mood:  hug me
Now Playing: Nothing except the dishwasher, doing what it does best.
Hello hello,

I'm exhausted as usual because as my mom and I have decided we're morons. Don't really ask me why we decided this, but we have. We laughed and she said, "so would it be okay if next time I was too busy to complete something I went to my boss and said "You know, I'm sorry that I didn't finish this, I'm just a moron!" Would that be a valid defense?"

I get so extremely bitchy when I'm tired, that I feel sorry for those around me. Tonight I was horendous. Except going on 6 hours of sleep is not exactly my cup of tea. Waaa!! I'm such a big freaking baby!

Room progress: Completion underway. The chocolatey brown is gorgeous and I'm in love with it, and if it were possible I would marry it!

Frick! I'm off to bed before I actually LOSE IT!!

Night. Carly

Day 2: Living in the living room.
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Satisfaction!
Alright, so hello! It's day 2 of living in the living room, because my room is under construction! All of the stuff from my room is either in the hallway, or in Billy's room. Why? Because we're painting my room brown and cream. It used to be a very vibrant lime green, and I FINALLY my dad and I have stripped down the little strip of wallpaper, and started painting! It's awesome. It's chocolate brown, and I want to eat it. Although paint would most likely be toxic. So, no, I wouldn't eat it.

The Job Hunt: I need a job so badly, that I'm going crazy. I really want the job at Loeb. So badly!! I need a summer job. A summer job is key for me and wanting to go to University. I need money to pay for books and to pay for residence. I think that was what I agreed on with my family that I have to pay for.

I'm going to Guelph the weekend of April 23-24. I need to see my mommy!! Hahaha, living with boys is actually driving me to the brink of insanity. But, I will live. Yes, I will.

School no longer seems relevant. I never want to go to school and my dad's getting angry with me because he doesn't want me to screw up. I got into St. FX early and I have to maintain a 75% average, without getting anything lower then a 65% in any of my classes. I don't think that it should be too much of a problem. But, apparently, my father does.

My dad's a funny, funny man. Today we were singing together in the car, "I can't get no... sa-tis-faction!" and it was just hilarious, it reminded me of a movie.

Also: missioned to the Art Gallery today with no success! Apparently it's closed on Mondays and Thursdays. What's up with that? NEXT TIME!!

Tomorrow: getting hair done. Highlights? Cut? What's it going to be... it's a surprise =)!!