It is always best to start with an attention grabber, like IMPETIGO! Sadly, all the National Health System in Britain has to offer me is an anti-fungal. I always imagine these huge, romantic diseases like IMPETIGO! or syphilis, and instead I get nothing, only confusion. Doctor was like “eh… fungus. don't ask me where you got it.” Doubt creates existence! I hope my open sores heal up and I do not die while celebrating Thanksgiving in Berlin. Speaking of which, I should really be packing.
I should be doing several things. Yet, here I am, too lazy to move from my chair, writing a livejournal entry. That is productivity dewds. I think I shall probably fail that art module I am taking as I am doing nothing in it. I skipped yesterday for a lovely nap. You know, I really did not need the credits… is late November too late to drop a course? Ha. I reallly should not be this tired at 7pm. I need to pack. Ergh. I should also do laundry, but that will not be happening as it requires money I do not have.
Why am I writing this nonsense? blagh. I am going to start packing (or screaming).
peace out, yo