Urgh, just kill me now. it's been 4 fucking months, and it looks like another one is coming up, this time it's going to mostly lack what i need for not going either delusion-filled and manic or depressed, paranoid and lonely. Or both. At the same time, even.



I Know. I hate people who bitch about these things too. I don't care right now.


Edit: Errr, okay. some thing that you may actually want to read. My parents are being cheap, so no going to brisbane, I'm getting TF2, I'm back in my bubble 'o delusions again (Don't you DARE break it).

And over holidays I am going to nag my mother to death to get a Czech imported, i am getting VERY impatient and need it more then anything right now. I've lost my DS, so I'm pissed, and I've been having some very weak dreams (seriously? doing a wikiwalk on TVtropes and going to bed in two different dreams? I haven't got a life even IN my dreams)




I would like to beeee under the seaaaa in an octopuses gar-den....