k puppies, you can all relax now. World War 2 is now over.
I for one am very relieved. To think World War II could be going on for 50 years and I, born in the tail-end of this war, could not even know it was still going on. What, did germanny collapse or something? Did they just finish paying America back for joining the war? What? Alright, I'll admit- I'm not great at politics.

Thursdays are always strange days for me. So much time, and all of a sudden I can catch up on all that extra work I've been falling behind on. Allowing me to do all new work. Halelulija.

Of course, now I'm stuffed and no longer want to do anything. And I'm sick fro being worn from doing so much. Or possibly from eating two different sorts of very, very rich cake today. I need this weekend.

Sadly, I'm not going to get it. I plan to come here on saturday to do some work for art and then... I don't know, throw up somewhere or whatever. And sunday is ::dum dum DUM:: Uni open day. It's also show-down 12, so I'm absolutely terrified. Likely I'll be able to get up there, but I won't be able to get back untill it's over. Unless I catch a train. And I get lost very easily- I turn the corner off my street and I get lost. So I also need to get a map, so I won't get lost.

Perhaps I'm overly careful. Perhaps I plan things out too much. Perhaps I like to have all the facts so that nothing comes as a shock. Perhaps I just want the only spontanious thing in my life to be... Well, me.

Later.

"Whaddahell?"
~Me. often.
- posted by Washi @ 7:35 pm