Woah

I think maybe I actually passed out on the bed a few hours ago. Maybe three. I know, I am a paragon of badly timed naps if ever there was any. But seriously, try falling asleep right after dinner and then wake up just a couple of hours later -- I feel like I've slept for a week. Holidays must've really screwed with my sleeping cycle.

Had F over for a bit of cosy chatting after school. I ended up lending her a book, and watching Fright Night with her, and it was all very enjoyable. Colin Farrell kills it as Jerry the Vampire. And I have a newfound love for both him and David Tennant. Badasses, the lot of them. We have this reunion sleepover coming up next week (no, not Colin, David and I -rolls eyes-), and protocol is stashing up on horror movies and bringing the best you've got. And God, I really need to get me some more horror movies.

Yea, he's pretty sweet.

F told me I looked really pretty today in school, which was odd, because I went through the whole day obsessing in my mind about how much I wanted a bath and how gross my hair must look. Kind of gives me that boost of self-esteem. Nice.

And and and, Lethal Masterpiece is coming about nicely, I expect to be finished around the end of January. Now we all know me and these tricky deadlines but just bear with me, please.