"cuz i looked up to see integrity finally won over desire.."

Humble thyself before the true God...ess... Okay, while that MAY be a bit of an overexaggeration, she IS pretty goddamned great. Listen to "manhole" on that page or I shall never speak to you again.

"and maybe it was i who betrayed his majesty
with no opposite reality
like a puddle with no reflection
of the sky or the trees
but after my dreaded beheading
i tied that sucker back on with a string
and i guess i'm pretty different now
considering"

Biding my time for the end of the semester.

Old English Teacher on AIM: I talked to your english professor. you missed a revision day. she seems lame.
And I Said: hahaha.. did she hunt you out?
OET: No. we were at the christmas party. it was also lame.
AIS: yeah, I missed a revision day.. to tell you the truth, I was sick, tired, stressed to the max, and didn't feel bothered to go.. did she seem pissed?
OET: yeah. She did. she says you don't apply yourself?
AIS: ..I don't apply myself? to what? I got a B on the last essay, and an A on the one before?

WHAT THE FUCK DO PEOPLE WANT FROM ME?!

What if, by any off chance, the work that I turn in is, in fact, my best work? I am NOT a prolific, intriguing writer, nor do I aspire to be. Maybe I stumble upon some terrific ideas every once in a while, but they are fairly few and far between. Give it a fucking rest.

I guess most people usually think I'm a complete dumbass or extremely intelligent, neglecting the fact that I am not particularly either.

Oh, well.

To sleep I must go!