I fucked up my final because I was taking care of other things.
I missed my best girl's goodbye thingie because I was taking care of other things. I'm very bitter about that.
And here's a list of other shit I have to deal with:
In 2009,
ragingvalkyrie resolves to...
Spend more time with my poetry slams.
Eat more quantum mechanics.
Give up growling.
Stop lying with why_gravity.
Go to beer every Sunday.
Overcome my secret fear of books.