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Holy crap, I'm tired. Dx

I stayed out till, like, five in the morning.
With my mother.
And my sister, brother, and cousin.
We actually went to a party. o-o My sister, mother, and I were all wearing heels, although my sister and I didn't wear huge heels like my mother.
And yet, I'm pretty sure I was as tall as her. Usually I'm taller than her, but still. ono She needs heels to be taller than me.

Do you know how weird it is to watch your own mother dance? When today's dance is like smex with clothes on?
No, I don't think you do. xDD;
Just thought I'd mention that.

I ended up snoozing in my brother's car for an hour or two, often waking up and being like, "Wtf?" and staying awake for a while before slipping back to sleep.
It was fucking cold as shit in the car. And, I never thought to turn the car back on and let the heat run. I kind of thought that my brother would be like, "Wtf >:U" or I'd forget to turn it back off.

ALSO.
There was this, like, wannabe gangster/emo kid/scene kid at the party. From the waist up, he was all gangsta-like. From the waist down, it was green-blue skinny jeans and Converse. (I went up to him and went, "I have the same color skinny jeans!" 'cause I do. C:)
His name was Hector. o3o
And, not only did he stare and my sister and I, but he stared at my mother. Especially when she was dancing. He was like "ono" while my mom danced. ono Creep.
Also, some other guys thought we weren't...minors. o.o My mother said that they were like, "Oh, what about those girls on the couch?" "No, man! Those are young girls! They're Martha's kids!"
Me: :C Creepers.

Has anyone ever noticed how hard it is to go back to sleep when it's so pretty outside? When we finally started driving back home, I woke up, and I was just staring at the sky. It reminded me of when we drove to Illinois from California, or when we drove back from New Jersey.
God, was it nice out.
I woke up to the sound of the car starting, and I was sort of like ":U" because my skinny jeans were crushing my hips. It was still a little dark out, and I was hoping that my brother wasn't randomly driving the car around the block for no reason again. I think he did that so someone could get out of the driveway, but whatever.
So, my brother and I talked a bit about this and that, as we usually do when we're in the car together, and Valerie was dozing off in the back. And, that was pretty much it.

My hair deflated while I was at the party. When I tried to tease it again in the bathroom, it only hurt my head. o-o Too much hairspray, despite the fact that my hair usually noms up any sort of hair product that I put in it.
Why can't I ever do my hair correctly on a school day?