WELL HAI.


I think I majorily screwed up my EOYs.

Argh, dammit.


Now, all I can think of doing, and all I wanna do, is to curl up in a nice, soft bed, turn the air-conditioner on and drown myself in soppy books plus good music.

Anything else, and I think I'll go sick and retch on everything I pass by.


Oomph. My tummy hurts. ):