Thursday, 22 April 2010
while i wish THIS OPENING GAMBIT from my caps-happy alterego wasn't an absolute truth, the evidence above is pretty unequivocal. i think my housemates definitely want to stab me. the worst thing about all this is that those scraps of paper on the floor seem to have arranged themselves in a far gorger composition than anything i've attempted consciously of late. it's fine, this has to be the trough of my final year right? from now on it's 5 weeks of adrenaline-fuelled glory!!!!!! but tonight i'm gonna ~let my hair down~ at our rad fundraiser which you should totally come to babes.