Been spending days and nights rushing through assignments(of course not 24/7 or I'd be a true hillbilly) and I must say : My work all seem so esoteric, who would understand what I'm doing ? No wait, who am i trying to kid its just a silly essay. With a cliche topic(Re : Disappointment), for that matter. Sadly I can only pray hard for the powers of completing everything to be bestowed upon me becuz apparently I can't have it any other away, so tough luck huh. Also, I do need to stop losing my mind and jumping around hysterically like some vibrating jellybean whenever I look at the clock nowadays cuz.......................well, its bad.
GOOD POINT, DAWN, GOOD POINT.

Anyhowwwwwww phone calls with my love has been cut down to like 2-3(?) a day and that explains why each time feels so endearing sigh WHY, WHY DID YOUR OLE MIGHTY PHONE BILL TURN OUT TO BE 800plusminusplusyesIthinkitsaplusBUTWHOCARESITDOESNTMAKEAFRIGGINDIFFERENCE! ): But hey, we were both willing parties.. Hm......(sly smile) Oh euphoria.

MOVING ON, I packedup earlier on with my mom and she was so pragmatic I could just d.i.e ugh You can't bring this and that aint appropriate either etc JEEZ it was all like, "Oh come on, mom~!" Grrrrrrrrrrawr she practically laid off all I packed but, forget that.
I will miss you so fuckingmuch.
..Holey schmoley I gotta get back to work y'all,
GIRD YOUR LOINS !!!!!!!!!