Dear people who don't speak English. Don't look at me crazily when you don't understand what I'm saying. It's not me, it's you. I speak perfectly the King's English. How do I know? Because I'm the King, baby.
Hail to the King.
I need a reverse alarm. One that tells me when to go to sleep. I think when I go back to school I will seriously undertake this idea. I definitely need a curfew. I've been good lately, often going to bed before 10pm, but I can see it easily getting out of hand once I'm at college.
Since I seem unable to write lately, here's a Question of the day:
Where will you go when it all ends?
"Still... you're... breathing. Surefire somethings here that I can believe in."
