Oh, I am doomed.

So very, very doomed.

There may be an epic scale to my doomedness.

Also, in related news (no pun intended): I believe my mother may actually be trying to kill me before my next birthday.

And only a small part of that is me freaking out because she's decided I should go take my driver's test Monday or Tuesday. Really, only a tinytiny fraction.



omgihatedriving. ::frets::