Tired face is tired.

I have to stop writing these blogs after 9. It's driving my head crazy. I'm so incredibly tired. Tomorrow, I promise I'll write a worthwhile blog. In the meantime, here's what I look like at this very moment of typing this (which isn't now because time...happens):

I look so happy, huh. You have to love the dark mark on my arm though, right? Yeah. It's in pen. hah.
Okay, just because you've stuck around for me looking like a tired person and feeling like one, also my thoughts are like "wahwishnlknetpappojnmnnn", here's a better picture on how to dance. Night.