Current mood:	crazy
Current music:	"Into Your Heart" - Koda Kumi

A presentation, and a quiz, and hyper. Help?

WHYYY?!

WHY am I such a dork? Why do I feel like writing fanfiction when I have a mountain of work to do?! I'm feelig so creative, and this presentation is going to pummel me into the ground. I'm not even going to think about the quiz tomorrow. I refuse to think about it. 

CURSE YOU HOUSHIN ENGI BACKGROUND! CURSE YOU SILVER PAIR! CURSE YOU ALL.... all of you. Even you, YES you, RAMAR, for writing "Wild Flowers" and renewing my Zoids obsession. And especially YOU, Konomi-sensei, you crazy drunk. Actually, I don't know if you're a drunk, there are other possible reasons Atobe might've regrown his hair in your latest installment like for instance....uh....drugs, ya crackhead.

I just don't know what to do with myself. All of this creative energy is going (along with my higher thought functions) as we speak. Coffee could remedy this, but it's way too late for a coffee smoothie. I feel like I'm thirteen; this is really silly. Then again, this writing aura, it's once-in-a-lifetme, it's miraculous--- it's a banana split with THREE maraschino cherries. 

AHAHA, I'm just pulling this out of my butt. 

Help, please?