If You Prick Us Do We Not Bleed?
The long weekend is not long. It's so not long.
So long. Farewell.
I'm not making sense, am I? Gimme back my sanity! Screw you Trigo exam. Oh, THE PAIN you've caused me. I never knew numbers would be this brain damaging. It's like. It's like. It's like.
My head was crowned with thorns.
I am not exaggerating.
WHATEVER. I'm over it.
I'LL BE BACK ONCE I REGAINED CONSCIOUSNESS.
Oops, wait. :D
Nemesis is my name.
Punishment is my game.
I SHALL RETURN.
But I don't want to perform again this Tuesday.
Not because.
BUT BECAUSE.
