So I haven't updated in 90 years (approximately). And here I am, finally, but with little to say.
I was sitting in my house tonight, as Mary and Tim got in a fight, feeling extemely disillusioned with the state of things. My normal night is pretty damn pathetic, and I've made a quiz to see if you know just how ridiculous my life is. Try it if you feel inclined.
Here. In other news school is grand and I anticipate no academic funk during the upcoming semester. Ya-hey! In fact, I predict graduation will come quickly, and that's quite exciting. Now I just have to finalize what the hell I'm going to do with myself after May; talk about a pickle!
Let's see:
-Glass Ghillie is going well. Eh, well enough. Should be entertainging as always.
-My smoking has decrased a bit. A bit. But gradual is good.
-I drink much less coke than I used to.
-I miss Morgan and John. I've lost touch with them.
-I have a new crush and he isn't shit taste!
-Brit Lit II promises to be much less annoying than its counterpart. In fact, I'm actually a bit excited to study Dylan and Eliot.
-My room is clean!
That's enough. Time to watch Roseanne and go to sleep. Night!