In which... SATs don't suck quite as much ass as Sky thought.

[cerulean_sky]

*flings self at flist* CATCH ME!

*snickers* Yeah, I'm home. I've been fed, so I am no longer dying of hunger (Yes, I did eat before, but it was at 6:45 in the morning. And the test was four hours long. I was hungry again. Sue me.) and I am... worn out in that giggly sort of, "Hee!" way.

I have to figure out about contact-ness today. I also have to try to do hair. But that means that I have to find this stuff that I need. Oooh, problem. Do I want to go into the city to get said stuff? Or can I maybe find eet here? *thinkathinka*

Eh, no idea.

I'ma update my icons. 'Cuz the LOVELY JAIDA made me LOVELY HYDE icons. So now I'ma gonna put 'em up. Yup yup.

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[ladyjaida.livejournal.com]

Hehehe, I also wrote the world's shittiest Moon Child fic over at gacktxhyde, hohoho, I am avoiding take home midterms indeed -- why do you ask? x.x;

[cerulean-sky.livejournal.com]

I am totally gonna read this. As soon as I dye my hair. *nods*

And while washing out the little container in which I am going to mix the dye, the water was running, I couldn't really hear my own thoughts, but one I did hear, and i have no idea where it came from, was, "It even comes in Gackt flavor!"

And my thoughts only went dowhill from there. >.>;;