Tech Week -- Music Man

I am so tired. It's mostly my own fault for staying up till 1:30 am on a school night. During Tech Week.
I was reading The Wise Man's Fear, which is a brilliant book. Third one NOW, please.

Story of my LIFE. All credit to MartAiConan on Deviant

So, yeah.
We just had our first show and I'm doing homework.
It's 12:15 am.
I hate research papers.
Bye.

Homecoming.

So homecoming was like... two weeks ago? I think so.
Anywho.
Here's some of the pictures I found. :D

 Me and the lovely Emmalie. 

 I looooved the gloves. Grandma got them for me, and I got so many compliments on them. Thanks, grandma. :D

Our attempt to look glamorous. Not sure how well it worked...

Us and Mrs. B. We loooove her so much. Greatest teacher. We'll miss her next year. :(

:D 

 We kinda looked like Christmas... oh, well. We were a hawt Christmas. ;)

This is my favorite picture. Dat photobomb. xD

*slow clap for Addi*

Probably the one area I lack any form of sympathy is relationships. I have little to no patience with couples, especially if I don't know or dislike either of the people in the relationship. (That isn't to say I hate every couple. Personally I ship Maddie and Spencer with a weird passion.) And when they inevitably break up and come crying to me, I'm terrible. Oh, I'll do what I can to comfort, of course, but after, a day or two, I expect them to be over it.

Which they're usually not. >_>

And then I seem hateful and probably jealous, but I'm /not/. I'm... inexperienced. It's bloody hard to give breakup comfort if you've never been through a break up.

I'm one of the very few people who are well into their teenage years and have never dated. Not once.

For the record, that is because I have almost impossibly high standards.

Almost.

*cough*

And books are no help either, in this case. Name one book that realistically went through a breakup. Please. I don't know what to do.

Being a best friend in highschool is hard sometimes. 

Snow Day!!!

Oh, and here's my "Geek Day" outfit, for Holiday Day of Spirit Week. 

I ended up wearing a different shirt, so I didn't have conflicting superheroes. 

The Superman shirt is Mac's. Yes, Mac my nine year old brother.

I made the skirt this weekend, and I'm quite proud of it.