I can't find my pyjamas

Dot points! Woo!

I now compulsive-obsessively scratch at my ears and tug on my new shiny pierce-ly gadgets. Owww.

My English assignment is on the right track. Woohoo!

My Economics assignment is being bummy.

To explain my absence, RP is not a very high priority right now.

I tried to jump on the soundtrack bandwagon, but failed. Who knew it was so hard to pick out 20ish songs from 1150 odd on my playlist?

I wrote Haiku in Logic.

( Untitled )

( 'Saccharin causes cancer' )

( Random )

Upon reading that one, Sonja whacked me on the head, which led to...

( Fiend! )

After that, Amy ripped up a piece of paper and started to throw them at Matt. He called them 'projectile missiles'.

( The predicament of Matthew )

Amy makes up a story I could tell my parents so I could go to Ben's place on Friday.

( The tragic past of Amy and Ben )

*Uber talented at haiku, yo!* ;)