This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:

• fuck (15x)
• shit (5x)
• suck (4x)
• crack (3x)
• shoot (2x)
• screwing (1x)

LMFAO. SINCE WHEN IS SHOOT A BAD WORD

GAH, so tired. The rest of my finals were today, and I am so screwed with biology. SO SCREWED. Ugh, I had to rush to finish it, and even then I don't think I did well. My algebra final, on the other hand, was unreasonably easy. Wut?
Wut?

But anyway, since we had a two hour gap between the end of finals and the busses' arrival, me, Quigs and four other girls went to the pizza place down the street and had a lulztastic time debating over 'WTF CHEESYSTICKS OR CINNAMON STICKS, I CAN'T DECIDE'. I ended up paying over half the bill, but whatever. *laughs* I still had an awesome time.

So I went back to Quigs' house and we watched American Psycho (om nom nom delicious Patrick Bateman) and The Dark Knight (om nom nom Harvey Dent). We basically bitched around and she sabotaged my Facebook, lol. I am now apparently Amish and belong to the Socialist Party of the USA. I'll leave it there just to confuse people. 8D

I'm still here now, actually. /staying over Quigs is sleeping right now, and I'm really, REALLY tired myself but I just wanted to celebrate THE END OF FINALS YAY and proceed in completing more of my fanfic50 claim. @_@ Once I'm decently done with most of it, I'll proceed onto writing some additions for my 30heartbeats and 30_romances claims. I must familiarize myself with E21's new canon, however, and SZS's as well. /dies I have such a massive ficload, it's well over 500 now. I like having something to do at all times, though. :3 It's reassuring, in a way.

Also, I can't bring myself to use anything other than my school computer for anything. Which makes reading kink memes quite difficult.

I'll probably disappear until the 28th, as I've got a lot of pre-English work to do and I want to spend some Quality Fic Time. In the meantime, survive without me, bbs!

*flail*
*FLAIL*

OMG IT'S SNOWWWWWING
WE HAVE LIKE FOUR INCHES
AND IT'S STILL GOING

YESYESYES

GOOD DAY WAS ACTUALLY GOOD FOR ONCE.

DUDE, HALLOWEEN WAS FUCKIN' RAD. \O/
I was a rock star. It was completely improvised; I had everything except the pink hair spray. I wore jeans, black high heeled boots, my System of a Down t-shirt, my jacket tied around my waist, fingerless block gloves, and to top it all off I carried around my Guitar Hero controller.

SPEAKING OF WHICH...
WORLD TOUR: DO WAAAAAAAAANT.