I am not awake. By any means.
Two and a half hours' sleep.
Will get back to you when have had more.
I'm so confused. I know I've got to stop trying to see things other people do from *my* point of view, and try and see them from theirs, but sometimes you just...can't.
Or I can't, anyway.
It is doing my head in in the most extreme of ways. ~sigh~
Yes, I'm pretty much happy, but I hurt like someone cauterised all my nerve endings. And I'm not sure that's even possible.
...but my god, yes, yes, I do understand.
...without screaming and throwing things.
I can scream *later*. I can throw things *later*.
Cross. Annoyed. Angry. Enraged. Furious. RARGH.
Everyone at this school is so fucking plebeian.
...someone look inside my head and tell me what Tanya is doing in bed with Kate and Peter R, please?
That's really, really odd.
I think I must just be very tired.
Ah! Coke! That's what I need! ~bounces and heads off to attack the coke machine~