i'm not really here. you're imagining things.

[cymry]

i am actually writing my midterm, yes i am. yup. really.

naw, seriously, i've written half of it. now that i started it, the hard part is done. i can write papers, no problem, it's starting them that's so damn hard. for now though, i'm exhausted and working in the morning, so off to bed i go. i'll finish the paper up tomorrow night and proofread it tuesday before i hand it in. pressure? no pressure...

it's come to my attention that everyone thinks i'm depressed/down/mad/rude/bitchy. well, =P to you. i'm no longer any of the above, and have not been for a few days. sorry if i seem like it, but if one more person asks me if i'm okay, i may have to eat them. with ketchup. and a bit of salt.

Comments

[therapsid.livejournal.com]

and a dab of mayo? ;)

[muahdib.livejournal.com]

bah...i understand how you feel. I'm moody a lot and people worry too much. When i do need people though they don't seem to notice. Funny aint it?

[cymry.livejournal.com]

know the feeling. bah. not their fault i'm a friggin' emotional rollercoaster... wheeeee.

[qckitty.livejournal.com]

Are you OK?
Come on!! I had to!! Besides I'm too far away, there is no ketchup bottle that will squirt this far. Also, highly recommend a pinch of garlic.

[cymry.livejournal.com]

garlic AND ketchup? ick. no, thank you.