i'm back from outer space

i hate every single minute that i spend at work. i loathe it so, like nothing i've done for money before.

i got a 95 on my math test. i have gone all straightlaced and proper again, doing homework and other constructive things. hopefully this is foreshadowing of other aspects of this coming year and my actions and words to come.

i am rethinking my current status as a fuck-it-all, fire breathing weekend lush. i i i.

such the self-centered little bitch, huh?