|Current mood:|| bouncy|
|Current music:||Switchfoot- On Fire|
So I'm back, from outer space...
I'm back from eating out with all my siblings! Craziness! There is just so...much of us. It's hard to control. Matthew and Branden ran through the parking lot; they got in trouble.
Because of stupid PMS, I didn't eat too much. The food looked good, too! Buffet style. I might have gone overboard. I'd never thought I'd say this, but.... Thank you, PMS. Yes, I said it. Don't stone me to death now. You'll just have to live with it. I'll probably take it back later.
I got a new backpack. I don't know if I already mentioned this or not. But I have to get rid of the "Beaver-pack" because...well, frankly, it sucks. The lining came apart the first week I used it. Piece of shit. Oh well. My new ones' much, much cuter. Much, much better, too.-Amy