It's currently two nineteen in the morning, and I'm still awake.
I've watched three movies tonight, lurked around Facebook, journaled, and commented on various journals. Maybe one of yours? I honestly don't remember.
I feel like sleeping soon, but Allen is on his way to see me, so I'll stay awake a bit longer. <3
I've been thinking a lot tonight, just about random things.
I think I do know what I want my next tattoo to be (refer to my last journal).
Its something that means a lot to me, and represents the relationship I have with my daddy.
That makes me happy. All I have to do is figure out the pricing, placement, and final design.
That usually doesn't take me too long. It'll be a nice grad present to myself.
I watched The Runaways last night, or at least, part of it.
It was an ok movie at first. I'm not a huge fan of Kristen Stewart, but her role was a nice change from Bella Swan. I also found it a little disturbing to see Dakota Fanning playing such an adult role. Isn't she like sixteen? I felt like I was watching child pornography a majority of the time. Kudos to her for trying to play such a badass, though. However, I did stop watching after the masturbation instruction scene. It was just weird.
I need some sleep, badly, but I'm starving.
I hate that. I'll be starving in the middle of the night, but when I do actually wake up in the morning, I have no appetite. It's rather odd.
I'm going to a concert with a friend on Tuesday. It's my first concert without one of my parents, or Allen. I'm actually kind of scared to go into the city alone. It's a scary place, and I'm not a people person. I told my friend I'd buy some pepper spray, since neither one of us is comfortable going alone. Two eighteen year olds, alone in the big city. Oh dear.
I need sleep...