It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.

[Morning] Well, I'm too late to even attempt to catch my first bus.

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What Are You Most Likely to Utter During Sex by UMAJohnnie
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You can have three wishes... I get to choose one! by Artistic_Mew
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And that... just amuses me.

I have discovered an overwhelming love for Saiyuki Reload. Sort of '...Oh my god, this is funny, in the way I don't know if it's meant to be.' XD I will cosplay Goku next year. ...Goddammit, I'm out of days. Unless we do wind up going to Aya. I think I'll put aside the Nuriko costume for another year, because I am cosplaying Goku. With my hair cut, I could do it.
...God, it looks like I'm doing instead of Kira. I just need a cloak, the head... thing (I can't remember the term) and a white shirt. So... that's most of it. ^^;;;
So I'll ask Jordan to go shopping with me. She said she'd help.
I sense a slight undertone of hysteria. I have three weeks.
It all depends on if I can go out on Saturday. And I don't want to talk about that.

The doctor basically told me if it happens again, go back for blood tests to see if I'm ill. Fun.

I have Hello Kitty bubble bath. Seriously. XD It's... really big, and has a scary face. And wings! Can't forget the wings. Not the way I run around screaming with it.

I hate it when I switch POV in the middle of a piece of writing. I mean... o_o;

Fiona is a scary, scary girl. She tried to attack me with an umbrella, for gods sake.

I am officially dead. I keep resting my head on the desk at school and telling everyone that I'm dead. ...Jordan doesn't believe me.
In all honesty, I'm bordering between complete apathy and complete despair. But, hell, that doesn't matter.
I'm actually noticing more and more how I refuse to answer questions. Or at least, the real meaning.

I have done so much maths today, it hurts. Seriously. Two maths lessons, a study period, a free and in the morning too.
However, I'm getting annoyed/upset/worried with the way Karen is going. ...It's not my fault I semi-understand some of it. But... she makes me feel like it is.


I haven't been updating much lately. It's not that I haven't got anything to say; quite the opposite. But... the words fail me, and the moment's never quite right, and the feeling that I'm the only person this matters to - that I matter to - is always there. Not even at the back of my mind.
So, yeah. Mmm. Let's just leave it at I have nothing to say.