My sis and I are on better speaking terms now. Things are kind of relaxed now, and she's reconsidering the bracelet we made. But she still has a fixation with being "smited" (sp?). Since I never paid attention in Sunday School, I'm not even exactly sure what that means, or if it's even the right word.

School starts in a few weeks. Another fresh start. Yay...note the sarcasm. Thank Nyx it's my senior year...but hopefully I'll get photography class.

I feel like watching Tomb Raider.