It's 10:54pm. I just got home from my work and well,



My mp3-player is pretty much dead. On my way home I hurt my head to the point of seeing stars. It was like "twinkle twinkle little star..." (c)
I would LMAO if it didn't hurt so much. The worst thing so far is that I ran out of paper. And that means... that means A LOT!

The first question is to eat or not to eat. Cause my stomach's saying lets go but my mind is saying NOOOOOOO. Today I ate like... nothing? Okey, does latte counts? I do not want to spoil everything now!

The second question is whether it's 'Strength-of-materials and sleep' this night or 'Strength-of-materials and one-hell-of-a-hot-fic'. Hm... *thinking HARD*

Well, it's 10:54pm and my life officially sucks. But...