can't think.

Drowsy times. I discovered Skype. Whoa. My mind is......blown. That looks weirder on the screen than it sounded in my head, if that makes sense? No?

This new laptop is as big an idiot as the former. The touch pad thingy is not obeying my finger. Alternatively-my finger is showing huge lack of respect to my brain and is thwarting all attempts to successfully bring this post to some sort of conclusion.
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The Return Of Fred

I am growing a second nose. Seriously, how is it possible for a spot to get this big :( I think the spot is telling me something.....I've failed my exams maybe?

You're Abominable Socially

Noone in my family respects the sanctity of Revision Red Bull. Infuriating.

You know things are bad when a random person on the bus has to tell you you've got your cardigan on back to front. :( Not even the first time this has happened to me. A boy in my A-level Biology class also asked me if my jumper was supposed to look like that. It wasn't. I had dressed in the dark.

4 down. One more to go

"Why do you lie, Chino??!"

THIS IS A GUEST POST BY SOBIA :)

I AM TYPING IN CAPITALS BUT I DON'T KNOW WHY.

It's Arooj's birthday today! She's 19!! WOW. She doesn't feel like 19, she feels "an age less", whatever that means. OH wait, she said she feels "ageless", not an age less.

GUESS WHAT? I'm not a robot; Arooj is.

Arooj has a stupid obsession with the musical West Side Story and it's not even funny. Best friends are being forced and threatened to watch it. I'm a law student dammit, this is wrong and I will fight my case - under duress!! :(

OK, I will watch West Side Story with you.
Why don't you want to watch it anymore?
Okay if I do watch it promise not to make impersonations of Tony singing Maria all the time? Or even Tony saying "Womb to tomb, buddy!" Ack.

Arooj's birthday wish is for everyone in the world to watch it. No, not to end poverty or anything humanitarian, just for everyone to agree that West Side Story is the best film in the world.

If that happened I would kill myself.

Over and out.

Greetings.

Why not start blogging again? I mean, those insignificant little exam things are coming up in under two weeks but who cares, right? I don't care.
I care. :( wow, I can almost taste the failure. I need someone to console me before I self harm. Console me dammit. I just read through this post and I sound really neurotic. Feels just like old times. I actually forgot how much fun blogging can be. Ha ha:( (I'm hoping that haha conveyed an acute sense of panic.)
Also, I was unable to think of a name for this blog so I fell back on a Dumbledore quote-naturally.