Eww, sticky.

Today's an uber sticky day. It's hot and humid. I dislike this kinda of weather; I feel lazy and tired all the time. My dad woke me up at around 9AM. I had to move some furniture, sweat a lot, and do chores. My chores of the day involved laundry and the usual weekend cleaning.

I actually finished most of my chores along with a lot of sweat. I feel so sticky and icky. Well, if I had gone to handball this morning, it would be close. When I usually handball, I don't sweat to the point of it dripping off my face. I just sweat enough for my eyes to start stinging. But today, my sweat was just dripping so badly that I needed tissues to wipe it out of my eyes. Then again, handball is more fun, in my opinion.

I was supposed to meet up with Sam (&Co. ?) at Lutheran this morning. I wasn't sure if I was allowed so I didn't bother asking and getting someone mad early on a Sunday morning. I was actually awake at 5AM...then fell back asleep. I felt so knocked out for some reason x_x I woke up again at 8ish, debated on whether or not to call (or to leave him be and figure it out himself), called, had food, and started chores.

Yea that sums up my day o-o I hope Louise doesn't read this until later on...really, really later. Like tomorrow afternoon/end of the week later. Heh.

I'm getting hungry. Still waiting for dinner. Typing is getting hard now...I should cut my nails o_o...after my nail polish arrives!

I'm going to quit the countdown: I don't update on a daily basis and keeping track is semi-depressing. So how about I count the number of school days starting on the 8th? Yea? Okay.

I know this is a feeling I just can't fight;

You're the first and last thing on my mind.

You Make Me Wanna; Blue