Heart - Alone.

'SUP BENCHES.

Yes, I'm still alive.

No, I have not fallen off the face of the earth. No, not even after the fucking amazing-ness that is American Idol ended. No, I am not obsessed with Adam & Kris (liez). Yes, I still swear like a sailor. I'm actually kind of sick about censuring myself because I've already attempted that many times and it tends to backfire on me.

Yes, I change my blog headers a lot. I get bored easily and the last one was too monochromatic and this place needed a splash of color.

I know I don't update about my personal life anymore, because frankly, there is nothing to report. My social life is a blank slate. I'm a social recluse. All I do is sit at home, eat, sleep, listen to music and study my fat ass off for this godforsaken banality which I call my A2 exams. Heck, you don't even need to know about what kind of psychotic thoughts run through my head because this is me right now:

I shit you not.

And this is me on a good day:
I still shit you not.

Oh and Michael Johns + David Cook? Brings the lulz. It's like Kradam Part 1. Except with less hugging and more spazz, mainly on Michael Johns part. That man is a flail machine.

I'm kind of losing my mind here from the lack of interaction with the outside world.

Oh god. 1 more week and a half to go. And then!

GOD I LOVE GIFS AND MACROS.

BAI BENCHES. STFU I DO NOT HAVE ISSUES (MOAR LIEZ).

HEAR THAT, YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID. BAI. TIME FOR ECONS.