I'm not in school now. I finally had my long awaited sleep which I had been longing to have. I'm going to call eleanor at 12.30 which is in like 20 minutes. I have no plans tooooooooday. Ain't that sad? And to add to the sadness, there aren't any cute people online now. Hm, DID I JUST SAY CUTE? Ya, right. All in all, this week's been rather chaotic.
On a different note, I hate the word love. And sadly, I've been hearing it A LOT. I'm not those typical maniac who claims to have philophobia but is attached. Hm, condolences to the death of their un-love relationship. Talking about love, I had a dream this guy kissed me passionately and then I punched him in the face. HAK! I shall not reveal that person's name to prevent further embarrassment.
OH, and to people who play guitar hero, I believe that is the best invention that reveals the worst in me. Seriously, I suck. And to those who are discouraged by their inability to rock any songs, please do remember this advice "Myra sucks more." Hah, I say that to syida every time she gets the jeering and booing from the "crowd" and she said it helped. Shit, the downfall of my pride is the rise of others confidence. But I was so happy I rocked 'Brianstorm' with a 90PLUS% on accuracy (but it was the easy level, but I guess that information is not that important)(.________.) (To you who is reading this right now, you owe me a congratulations. Comment tool below. Okay, thank you)(Hah)(not)(funny).
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