Fuck. I hate that freaking feeling that shouts to me, "She's the ONE~!"

Still, I see her almost everyday. I just hope she's not attached. Or not going to be attached anytime soon. Rawr.

My my, Charles Xavier's in our class, and he's teaching the Pro Shit. All modules look freaking hard this semester la. Then our class is in a mess, with the class rep being more emo than me I think. I should have been the class rep, then everything would be easier. Lol. Dats what I call effective management, at least to myself. Anyway, everything in this paragraph is crap, coz' if you take the first letter of every sentence in to consideration, it means something else.