Why do I do such strange things right before I got to bed?

So I'm going to bed in like...two hours and I suddenly decided I wanted to try and curl my hair into rocker pigtails for funsies and to possibly wear to the movies tomorrow (gonna see Vampires Suck!)

I have no idea why I decided to do it now. I just wanted to, so I did. I make no sense.


I feel like Wonder Woman...except more like Spartan Woman as I'm wearing my house team spirit singlet thing and we are the St. Helena Spartans (school's lame)

So now I don't want to sleep and ruin it because it looks freakin sweet (I am so doing my hair like this tomorrow) and I'm just mad at myself for doing this to myself.


SPARTAN PRIDE, BITCHES!