D: I just spent the last fifteen/twentyish minutes throwing up and then cleaning it up. Ick.

EDIT: Since I'm still feeling off (hooray for being wobbly when I stand up!), I'm gonna, uh, not go to my math class. The guy teaching doesn't take attendance anyway, and out of the two classes today, my World Lit class is a bit more relevant to my English major interests (also, it's more fun).

Ugh. Thank you Dante and English class, for reminding me (as if I needed it) why I'm not a Christian. >:| Also, Girl in Class, maybe you should not call the teacher a prostitute.

Yeah. This is gonna be fun.

D: There was fruit in my grilled cheese sandwich. Why was there fruit in my grilled cheese sandwich? D:

Oh god help me, I actually want to read Harry Potter fic now.


WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!


Well, at least I'm not craving Twilight fic, lawls