So...I just got back from celebrating the Chinese New Year...like a month late. And on special occasions like this, I get to drink. Only like a shot or two for the toasts though. But apparently, the stuff they had was really strong. I didn't realize that. I'm actually still waiting for the side effects of strong alcohol to kick in. They haven't yet. I've only run into one wall so far, which just about makes up the quota of "Daily stupid little accidents that could have been prevented if only you'd been looking at where you were walking."
In other news...I hate school. I suppose that's not really news though. Just thought I'd put that out there.
I was looking at my gallery for the first time in...months? and I nearly gagged. The art was...different...from my current art and I did not like it. Very much anyway. I might just redraw some pieces. I shall be uploading once I can borrow Dez's scanner. *turns to plead with Dez*.
And that is all. Oh, and I'm getting my hair cut again. It's been poking me in the eyes, which quite possibly could or could not be good for them. And I've been writing. And I don't want to go back to school. And my dad needs to understand that I absolutely refuse to get out of bed before noon. And...yeah that's it.