I still never told you about unstoppable sorrow

We were thinking today how ironic it was that while our project was supposed to deal with solving the problem of people choosing unhealthy convenience foods over preparing healthier options, we have only ever met at fast food joints andor at starbucks, mmm craving green tea frap now. I'm guessing its another night of 'No Sleep', since I'm up doing my OP shit and have biology to cram for. I keep getting these panic moments whenever I think about how my biology paper is in 3 weeks. I am not in a happy place, I am eating the most disgustingly salty instant pasta, mostly because I was craving something cheesey and couldn't be arsed to make something from scratch. There you go, thats the summary of my PW, except I'm a poor student, not some office worker.
Right, how mundane, I've been reduced to discussing the the level of sloppiness that is my pasta and complaining about Everything. Seems like this is how my whole '08 was spent, I honestly think this is my worst year yet. Cherry on the cake would be getting Not An A for Biology. (Oh no, Y***** H****** Syndrome, too bad the only person I've spent hours formulating that with is busy being Not Here) I've caught myself a number of times writing the date down as 2009, talk about Wishful Thinking huh?

I suppose you'll want to know how my Promos went. They went pretty shit, as usual but comparatively, and taking into account that I studied for most of my H2s on the morning itselt, I suppose they went Alright. Aren't you glad I'll stop moping about my grades and worrying about flunking out.
"Seriously. Like, I bet the worst thing that will happen is that you will come in second. And cry from despair at not being as good as me. But other than that, I'm sure it's nothing and because you've got a hyperactive imagination when it comes to stupid things like this, you're probably thinking you failed and died and will never go to heaven because you committed a sin against yourself. Well, you're wrong. (I know you think you're never wrong, but that in itself is debatable. Not openly a mistake, but debatable.) Mind you, you've done this panic thing to me about 50 times now, so you'll forgive me for being skeptical."

The high point of my week was eating onigiri at 4am in the morning, walking through Borders with Huimes while reading each other the best quotes out of books we randomly picked up and listening to her narrate novels in the most Ridiculously hilarious accent, seeing N.Nelson, watching the end of The Kite Runner, receiving that wake-up call I've wanted for months, Sleeping in on Thursday, DRAGON EGGS and watching my Dad dance to babyshambles.

Jens Leksman just said "You've got so much to live for, little sister. You've got so much to live for" Creepy coincidence, ITS A SIGN!