I was just in the shower and I'm home alone and I hear this weird sound outside of my shower like as if a plastic bottle fell over on the counter.

So I peek out and I see that my duck soap despencer had moved out of place and it's now perched closest to the faucet.

I stared at it like, "OhmyGod, there's a demon in here and I'm going to die in a pool of blood!"

I'm obviously watching too much Supernatural!rofl


Edit:

YES!

My dad agreed to let me take piano lessons and I am so pysched!

Now I have to find a class close to home. . .


*sigh*



It's quiet today. . .