Sunday Night . . . . .

i'm gonna keep this short - it's Sunday night, and I have to wake up early to finish my History notes before school. yeah, i've had almost 10 days to do these notes - i'm a procrastinator, what can I do?

We went for family portraits today. I wore my purple shirt, my purple corduroys, and (laugh) my Vans with the skulls on them.


(okay, they look NOTHING like these, but i thought that they looked funny and cool, so here be a picture.)

you wouldn't BELIEVE how much trouble I got in for that little stunt.

And then I got in trouble for not enjoying the wings Dah brought home from Little Caeser's

All in all, it's been a hard day for a Sunday.

I envy those who aren't in school now/anymore.

Only three weeks until Christmas vacation. Six work days. Fifteen school days.

I'm gonna start a countdown, just cause, okay? Okay.

So long. Good night. Don't let the zombies bite.

~Jink the tired

p.s. My Dear Shazza, and anyone else who may want what I've got for 'The Hybrid Chronicles', please e-mail me @ jinkthewackness@hotmail.com. No spam, no hate mail, and no bashin' my book. U don't like, U don't READ.