So been in bed for 2 *cough* days straight, I've had a lot of time to think about my place in my life and the people I've chosen to keep around me. . . I've come to realize that I, if not everyone, could do with a little more pizza in their lives.

My head hurts, existence is pain, breathing is tiresome. I can't tell if it's the lack of sleep or if thats just life now :P

Lord give me a sign, or an aneurysm... Im not too picky

Almost home.... Its gonna be great sitting down and resting ...awwooop *phone's on ground*... Its brokededed isnt it .-.

*grating reality* Me: "can I rest now?" *grating intensifies* Me: "okay, Daddy"

some random girl back from a levels who I haven’t spoken to in FOUR YEARS did not just message me for help on an assignment only to just ask me tO WRITE THE WHOLE PAPER AND SEND IT BY TOMORROW THANKS like????

I think it may take a bit before I'm spiritually prepared for reality :P

This isn't gonna work out twitter....

Well twitter this painful relationship of ours seems to continue despite both our discontent