I was born in the wrong musical era. Strictly muscial though, I don't want to give up Facebook.
Gosh darn it I wish Dean Martin isn't dead yet.
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I don't want to think about my presentations because when I do I will inevitably start hyperventilating over the exams which will in turn triple fold my regret of being here and that will trigger a whole motherload of angry spectrum of emotions and with everything else going on lately (like due date laundry) I simply don't have the EQ/IQ capacity for it. Besides I'm in my 'screw everything and everyone ill just make things up as I go along' phase.
Nothing says 'screw it' better than, well, screw it.
So, screw it.
