Ok, it's close to midnight, I'm dead tired because I've gotten about two to six hours of sleep every night for the last 5 days, I'm doing nothing but drinking coffee to keep my ass awake.

Why, you may ask.

Because I'm folding a bunch of paper irises.

Why?

So I can splatter paint them.

Why?

So I can suspend them from gold string from a piece of black cardboard which will be suspended from a ceiling.

Why am I doing this at 5 mins till midnight?

Because my dad is working REALLY late, my little brother is sleeping and because my sister is out, and I really want to have this done by tomorrow morning.

Why the rush?

Because tomorrow is Halloween, as we all know, and I'm meeting up with and sleeping over meh Saffi-kins house and I haven't seen her in over two months. And I really want to give her something, and seeing as her painting is still in the works because it's getting larger and more elaborate. I decided to make her some paper flowers. Well, from the flowers came a painting with the flowers hot glued on, from there I decided to suspend them instead, then splatter paint them to make them more interesting.

Yup. I'm a glutton for punishment.

But this is Saffi we're talking about. My Saffi. The Saffi I've known sense I was, like, seven. So about eight years. The Saffi I'd take a bullet for and then some for. Granted, I'd do that for anyone really, but Saffi's special. She is my beautiful rose, as corny as that sounds.

So now, I have another cup of coffee, I'm going back to fold some more irises, then I'm going to bed only to get up at, like, 7 in the morning to go to the bus to go to my Sempi's then to go with Sempi to meet with Saffi to go trick-or-treating (Because you're never too old for that) and then to sleep over her house

It's going to be a very long night.