w00t!

I got my driver's license. FINALLY.

If I didn't get it before I turned seventeen, I would probably shoot myself. XP

Maybe not. But hyperboles are a common symptom of teenage angst. So there you go.

I'm really happy. Now I can just say Yo. I'm headin' out. And then my mom will be like Where are you going? And I'll be like Um... Wal-Mart. And then she'll be like Okay. And then I can do whatever I want for the next hour or so. Hahahahaha.

It's so late. It's 2:39 AM. Ugggh. I'm not even tired, though. I'm extremely hyper, actually. XP

My room is really, really messy.

So... I have no idea what I'm going to do for my birthday...

This is quite a crisis. I usually know what I'm doing half a year in advance.

But now... it's only in two months! Less than, even! Egads!

I should have a top hat party. So everyone will come in a top hat. That would be so badass.

I should probably. Y'know. Go to bed or something. I dunno.