I LIKE HANDED IN MY PI!

Zomg happy happy face. :D

But. Lit essay due on friday. D: I don't feel like starting it today though, seeing that I've just completed two nights in a row of homework and andrenaline doesn't spread so far.

But I must gush about 2.4.

I PASSED! Granted, it wasn't really a very good score, but considering that I tripped over someone and fell on my hip then bounced and fell on my lip (ouch) and ran/walked the rest of the way with a burning hip, and I STILL passed, I feel incredibly accomplished.

And Wanjoo said I ran very manly-ly! YAYYYYY. (feel the ego spreading)

I AM MANLY. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Yayy thanks to all those who called out from the sides while I was running, like joo and I think zach and booray, even though I was blind and listening to a blasting mp3 but I think i can recognize them.

And of all limbs, my ARMS ached on tuesday. Like HAR.

OH
OH
OH

AND KI DEBATE. GUESS WHICH CLASS WAS THE GENIUS CLASS WITH THE PRO SPEAKERS THAT WON? GUESS WHICH CLASS BURBUR AGREED TO SING FOR?

Oh happy day.

(And lickie your gerrard is like so loud and crass and vulgar I cannot stand him. And he's so mean to his class after they lost and said like they couldn't beat an arts class anyway. Like wth just admit that our speakers were pro please don't blame it on the subject combi. Sheesh.)

BURBUR > GERRARD.

In fact, BURBUR > ALL.