Nicole is dressed as (if you know her, I bet you figured this out reeeeally fast) your mom! She's just the generic June Cleaver-esque mom. Complete with oven mitts, one of our mother's dresses from the 70s, and an apron. It's frikkin' hilarious. :D
Theory is, I'm her rebellious teenage daughter. (I'm dressed somewhat normally for me... all black, fishnet, chains, etc. 'cept today I also have makeup. Whee!) I'm trying my damndest to convince Michael to be the boyfriend she disapproves of. ^_~ I may just have to sneak up behind him and leave a very dark lipstick-print on his cheek. Buahaha. Michael, I'll be looking for you.
*watches as he runs away screaming*
Oh yes, he will be mine. (yeah, Nicole has made me watch parts of Wayne's World.... hehe)
I got almost NO sleep last night. My sleeping patterns are just odd. I come home, shower, sleep for three or four hours, wake up, stay online or just hang about until about 3 or 4 in the morning, sleep for two more hours, and then go to school. It seems to be working so far. :D
*sigh* On the Michael/Emily front, it appears this will never go away. Their minds work so damned differently I'm starting to be surprised they were ever together at all. e_O