This week has been peculiar. I've been in an odd mood for most of it.
( I'll save your F-LISTS. Rest Under Cut. )

I feel bad.
Infact, I feel like someone's come around behind me and stabbed me in the gut.
I feel a little nauseas.
J'ai nausée.

Let's star from the basics. Right. I don't have many friends. I don't care that I don't, but that is a fact. And I'm just dandy with that, because I prefer to know people better, and less of them, so that's all fine and ( Read more... )

1. Russell resigned. Fuck you BBC.
2. David Tennant resigned. ;___; They had better pick a decent new Doctor, or I will scream.
3. ADAM. Adam... oh Adam. ;___;
4. THIS
5. Took me 6 hours to do one shitty roleplay post. >_< Godommot.
6. My mum nearly killed me, vis-a-vis being saddened by #1.
7. She locked me in the house. I escaped via a window and ( Read more... )

ON RELATIONSHIPS, LIFE AND CONCLUSIONS.
rant, rather.

Rachz is uncapable of anything but platonic love.
( Just because I'm losing, doesn't mean I'm lost... )