Half of my brain cells are dead now.
This is a one-shot paper. It's either you score or you die. *sigh*
Pimples are growing like mushrooms on my forhead right now. I look like a total shit. Arghhhh stress kills your look.
In conclusion to this post, right now I don't have brains and beauty. I'm nothing. *poof* - disapeared into thin air
Mr bear is teaching me the right way to think. :(