Not supposed to be feeling like this right now.

Happy thoughts, Zakk.

Happy thoughts.

On another note, the past week has been a menacing one. Truth be told, I've had worse so this really is nothing. Saying that though, leaves me wondering what's to become of me during the final submission week.

Academics aside, I've been officially up for 63 hours.

60 fucking 3.

Okay yeah, inclusive of the times I napped in the bus.

Bed, I'm ready for you.

And I know I don't really mention much about it, but here goes.

I love my boyfriend.

Chao.