Blahg, major fighting with flatmate plus head cold is not good.

Random Interesting Facts about Page:

1. When sick her already shocking language multiplies and suddenly almost every word has "Fuck" in front of it.

2. When sick the abmerable control she has learnt to have over her temper (learnt in High School when she felt like sticking knives in all the popular girls' backs) suddenly dissapears.

Add this to very tired, exams looming and already late assignment, then throw a bitchy flatmate into the blender and suddenly we have a whole lot of Poo-green coloured smoothie.

good thing all of that is completely irrelevant to the things that really matter And things here which end out crap may suck but will have no affect whatsoever on the people I love and the people who love me. And THAT young grasshopper, is the key to all of exsistance.