Life consists of the following things:
and weird questions
And so I was reading the blogs in my little blog feed. And all I could do was think, "yay, MORE DRAMA!!!" which, probably makes me a bitch, but I don't care right now. And so now I'm in the basement on my laptop, staring blankly at papers that are due and and the music I'm supposed to be writing, and why? Because I'm worrying about the damned drama, which is lame, because I shouldn't be caring at all, they aren't related to me, and it doesn't change my life much at all, unless Kochi or Lexxi get involved :/
Why did I even wake up this morning?