May 16, 2011 01:03
Augh. SEVEN DAYS UNTIL I GET TO GO HOME. (well, six at this point, I think)
I AM SO EXCITED IT HURTS A LITTLE.
by this time is seven (or six?) days I want to be at home, in my bed, being cuddled and trying not to elbow everyone who snores.
until then I am writing terrible, 14 year old worthy, emo poetry. and nothing you can do will stop me.