I've been such a touch-me-not today, man, it's annoying even ME. But then I always annoy myself, so that isn't saying very much, really. I overreacted at the stupidest things and the most innocuous of comments, Jesu Christi, I'd even understand if everyone were to ignore me for the next couple days and not buy me food from the canteen for the week.

Today's been a very lazy day otherwise. Spent a lot of time in bed, all cuddled up in my blankie with the lights off and the phone on silent. Purr, I'm a happy mommy kitteh :D The little one's been really whiny though, Mother made prawns today and all he got was tails. Jahangir very nicely laid his down in front of Blub, who gave him this 'what the fuck is THIS shite' look, the picky little schmuckeroo.

The exams are coming closer, and closer, and closer...
And it's all just way uncool, 'cause my hair can't deal with all this stress and neither can my head and I just want to hide under aforementioned blankie and wait for the storm to pass and April to get here already. All these questions and expectations and Idontknows and Letussees will disappear like *poof*, then. I don't want these idiotic questions. I want to know that everything will be fine and it'll all work out and everyone will be happy and satisfied.

I have illegal drugs on me, and I don't know what do with it.

Your body is a wonderland. Forgive me for my 5yearold-in-a-candystore looks, those I cannot control.

My English teacher is a lying little kutti. Stream of Consciousness, my pimpled behind.