PMT was last Friday. Oh whatever.
Kudos to all who went through it and returned with stories to tell. Fret not, now the only way is up, up, UP. Surely that is enough to receive a form of commendation. Contemptuous or optimistc? You'll decide. I'll STUDY :]

On another note, I read and discovered things that make me realise,
I decide for myself what's important and what's not.
What's worthy and what's not.
What abandons and what remains.
Sometimes all it takes is a little step backwards and you can see clearer.

They say curiosity kills. Damn right. Doesn't matter if it was in first or third person.
Now I can only see the conflicts, the fallacies, the promises held together by lies and covered up with more lies. All for the veneer of vanity. Absolutely repulsive.

But you don't need to know, you don't need to understand. You won't.


Oh dear, where is my great inspiration when I need you most.