le sigh. I want it to be Sunday night. Dad'll be back from his business trip. The whole, "let's get in to the new semester" crap will be done with. The whole, "oh wow, look! I'm not a teenager anymore!" thing will be done with. Oh. And new Battlestar Galactica epps. YAY!
le sigh.
I'll be fine. This is just, "oh noes winter break is OVER tomorrow!" and "Laura probably just needs some tryptophan cause her brain's breaking".
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