Little Randoms

My grammar teacher hates me, because she thinks I'm never paying attention. And she's right. Her class is just incredibly easy, so I get very distracted by Pinterest and such. I kind of want to start theming all of my assignments I have to turn in, making them all slightly off. Like, start off by talking about how I love night time and how I've always adored the sound a gun firing makes. And just take everything a little bit further until she thinks I'm going to axe murder her. Food for thought.

I'm supposed to be writing an 5 page analysis paper on 17 lines of one of Shakespeare's plays. That's not happening.

I love all of you guys. You've been absolutely wonderful lately, and I can't thank you enough for your support.

If you don't hear from me for a few days, it's because February 23rd is one of those days that everyone has in a semester that EVERYTHING is due. And you want to freak out because you have so much shit to get done. So this will be my last post for a while, unless I really am going to freak out. :)

In closing, ponder this: There is literally no way of knowing how many chameleons are in your house at any given time.

Here's a picture I love: