First I Lock my key in my room, then my personal stalker finds me after knocking on my door at 3:30am…bugger that! So I head to college to find out I’m too early and tutor was a waste of time, after printing out my English work I find out it isn’t set out right and I have to re-do it!
Not to mention I’ve busted my back and got random bruises everywhere just to crack my injured back on the backboard to my bed.
(P.S world, this rant is not a challenge to you to make tomorrow even worse! I have the day off!)

Q: What do you call a really smart blonde?
A: A golden retriever.

Yeah, you can tell when I’m busy, people start wondering if I’m dead ^^ but no. Unfortunately for you guys I still breath air (just) and coursework is stopping me from writing the rest of my story >.

I feel like a proud mother, after nagging and nagging at Andy he’s eventually grasping his emotions and feelings instead of dismissing them :’)

I deserve a medal for the crap I’ve put up from him for the past couple of days, anyone willing to get me one? :3