Doing a weird essay...on The Globe Theatre. Oh the infamous Globe.
I'm sick of it. I'm so sick of it I even dare to call Shakespeare exasperating. heart It's really late and I'm not getting anything done; never thought I would, anyway.
I'm listening to the same freaking music over and over again, tryig not to accidentally break the keyboard with my swaying and swollen brain. God I feel like all my neurons just whiffed away in a single -onomatopeia for burning very quickly-.
God this is boring. The guy I like is on, but he's Away... AWAY! grrr
Oh, and guess what? he's the only one on...
I hate this late-night mood swings.
I hope I get a good grade on my mediocre essay. Hehe, Half of the school's probably doing it as well...
Oh pish tush
I'll finish it.
Buh bye
Oh yeah.
I can't leave without a present for you all!
Here, for reading this entry:
Yeah, I got it off someone... so it's not mine.
I'm sick of it. I'm so sick of it I even dare to call Shakespeare exasperating. heart It's really late and I'm not getting anything done; never thought I would, anyway.
I'm listening to the same freaking music over and over again, tryig not to accidentally break the keyboard with my swaying and swollen brain. God I feel like all my neurons just whiffed away in a single -onomatopeia for burning very quickly-.
God this is boring. The guy I like is on, but he's Away... AWAY! grrr
Oh, and guess what? he's the only one on...
I hate this late-night mood swings.
I hope I get a good grade on my mediocre essay. Hehe, Half of the school's probably doing it as well...
Oh pish tush
I'll finish it.
Buh bye
Oh yeah.
I can't leave without a present for you all!
Here, for reading this entry:
Yeah, I got it off someone... so it's not mine.
