Listening to: Daylight-Delerium featuring Leigh Nash

Well here I am, actually writing somthing before school. I have -way- to much time on my hands. I know, I know...i could be doing somthing construcive like writing that WK fic i said i'd write...but i'm really too lazy and surely inspirationg can't hit at this time? *sighs*

I am currently roomless in my house. Can't sleep in -my- room because the bed's being painted and there's no matteress, can't sleep in Katrina's room because her new bed arrived yesterday and is currently in pieces on the floor. No room for me. Can't sleep in the guest room because that's where -Katrina- is sleeping. So where am i stuck? In the lounge room, with all the bloody blinking lights. I've now found out that blinking lights do nothing for your dreams, they just cause you to dream about blinking fires, cities at night, people coming after you holding torchs and being run over by a train. Don't ask me where that lat one came from. Just don't ask.

You know what else is annoying? Katrina broke my leatherman (pocket knife)!!! Bloody @#$%ing sister. *growls* I should really fill our pool up with sharks and chuck her in. I -liked- that pocket knife! And i was planning to kill my geography teacher with it too....you didn't hear that. *growls some more*. Oh, speaking of growling, my dog went whacko last night. She was jumping about like a lunatic. Must've been something to do with the full moon...Didn't know it affected dogs. Though when Grandpa was in a nursing home the nurses said that some of the pateints went a little kooky on full moons...maybe i should look it up.

*runs off to look up stuff about the moon on google*
*trips up*
Owch!