NOTE: I am venting so I apologize. It was pretty freaking ridiculous. I was at a 7th Grade Girls sleepover, and boy was it boring! At like 7:00 we ate, 9:00-30ish we did our nails, 11:00 we were just talking, and 2:00-5:00 we watched three movies. It was pretty awkward; there is a whole situation going on with my best guy friend Collin (I'm not telling it because it's a long story). Well, I was texting him at like 3:00 in the morning (awake because?) and then this other girl named Anna found out and began doing the same... along with like five other girls. Then Anna called him and started to bug the crap out of him. She then handed the phone to another girl named Olivia; well, Olivia was asking him annoying questions: 1. If you were a girl, what color would you paint your nails? 2. What's your favorite color? 3. What is the proper term for "going out"? Etcetra, Etcetra... After they finished, about one hour later I talked to him and had an interesting conversation for about three hours. The other girls were annoying and told me to hang up, but they didn't understand. I have known Collin for ten years and can relate to him... so... uh... yeah, that was my interesting, sleepless night. Hence the name. Haha.

You know.... I've only been to one sleepover, and it was for my ninth birthday. Which means my parents were there. I don't think Dnow counts as a sleepover, but that was pretty stupid. I like sleep, and no one seems to get that.

Yeah... no matter what sleepover I go to, we never sleep. EVER.