My left eye has been twitching all day. I think it is trying to escape and projectile itself out of the socket in my skull. Should be interesting.

But I don't know what is going to happen.

Life. Oh, life.

What is wrong with language today? What does the greatest person of all time think? Does it even matter? Who knows?

Find out now by going to the following link:

I mean, wait, there it was - hidden suspiciously well in the previous sentence.

Halll, raiiiiiyeet.

Feeling: Engaged

The current diagnosis is paranoid schizophrenia, and I take pride in knowing I can spell that correctly without looking it up.

"Life's greatest comfort is being able to look over your shoulder and see people worse off, waiting in line behind you." - Rant by Chuck Palahniuk

Less than 5 minutes remaining in my teenage life, according to GMT +8. But if I were counting from the time zone in which I was born, my teenage years would already be over.

I shall now curl up and die before my soul gets sucked away from me completely. :]