I'm now in a state where being vulgar seems fun. And that's when i know my brain's screwed up. For real.

I ought to learn time management, but what's the point?

I'm still pissed at MI for making us write it on foolscap paper and not accepting printed copies. Why would someone want to read my ugly, messy handwriting instead of reading a neatly printed one?

Baffles me.

And this caused me to not be able to study biology during contact and lunch. Which i know i could have done waaaayyyy better for if i actually studied. And now i'm pissed at myself. And grumpy. SDFLGKNDLTKGNLKAMRTR.

I wish i were smart. Life would be so much easier.