Oi.

UPDATE:
It seems that all I needed was a dose of Jamiroquai,
followed by Modest Mouse and then The Beatles.
Quoi.



I subsisted on a bun the entire day.
Quoi, there's something very wrong about that.

I usually manage 2 slices of bread,
2 bowls of noodles,
3 pieces of toast.

Does this mean I'm continuing puberty?
Heh, cause the way I figure, if I'm able
to put up even more muscle mass I'll probably
end up like this.




Or, I could be PMSing.
I heard somewhere from my social studies teacher
that males have their own little PMS twice yearly.
Hmm, could that be?

Well, mood swings, feeling lethragic the entire day,
sleeping through 3 hours worth of lessons, mood swings,
getting cranky for no aparrent reason, lack of enthusiasm.

Apart from the bleeding and cramps, I think I've about got it
though.
Someone come gimme a blow to the head,
wake me up. Should do some good.

Oi. This is so going to bite me in the ass tomorrow morning.
One Bun for the Entire Day.
Ye gods.
No wonder I'm feeling so, wrong.