It’s my birthday …
I’m feeling like crap, my head hurts and I feel sick … I have two exams, homework and Dance for tomorrow. I hate science. I hate history. I hate school. I still feel like crap. My fingers hurt but I still want to rant.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
I need a Mello NAO! That or a nice boat … YEAH! You don’t get the fucking metaphor but I. DON’T. GIVE. A. SHIT!
Itoshiki-sensei, the unfairness of the world has left me despair! Is that a rope? Yeah, I’d love to join you. Just wait, I need to figure out who to send my Shigofumi to! Oh don’t worry, it won’t be Marina!
Crap, crap, crap.
Matt, gimme you’re gameboy. No, I don’t need to know the name of all the current known pokemon. What? Haruhi and Honey switched places? Oh how unfortunate? Tamaki’s aiming to be Light-o? WTF?!
Kyouya, stop talking with a tokyo accent.
HOSHI-! I’m fucked.
Yeah, my thought pattern isn’t making any sense anymore.
Time to sleep.
Screw studying. I feel like crap.
Happy B-day to me.
(Despite it all, I’m STILL happy … I think … euh … give me a cookie?)