Like, omigod, back to school, guys! Eughhhghhh. (insert shuddering)
So. I must make up a proposal for the last two weeks of this class. I think I shall write a story. What kind of story, you ask? Well, I don’t know!! Yeah.
Crap.
I’m just going to ramble until something constructive comes from my typing. A good plan, yes? Yes. Liane is being productive. How silly.
Okay. Okay. I didn’t take my meds today. So I’m extremely nervous. I’m amazed I got to class. And now I have the urge to leave so I can STOP GOING CRAZY. Yes.
Yes.
Christ, I feel stupid today.
CELEXA IS THE DEVIL!