RS is driving me nuts. And I swear my class is deaf. Every moment I spend in that classroom while those people are socialising, I have a god-forsaken migraine. I'm serious. I need earplugs. Either that or I should go become a hermit. This is why I do not like extroverts excessively much (sorry, English is erratic here): their incessant need for conversation drives me up the wall. Is it that difficult to not talk for, oh, I don't know, ten minutes? Please, people. You elected your student leaders so you can at least listen to them. (I have a feeling I've said this somewhere before.)

YJ left for Michigan today. Wasn't at school. Now I am lonely and frustrated. Scratch that. I'm practically wallowing in the depths of despair. For more reasons than one, obviously. Wait a moment. "Wallowing" implies I actually like something. So I actually like being depressed. Good one. I told you I had sado-masochistic tendencies. (Did I mention I have at least three sociopathic characteristics? In fact, the only thing that assures me I'm still sane is that I'm worrying about it.)

Pfft. Being antisocial has its advantages, I suppose... I need a CD player. The old one broke (why else would I need a new one?). I think I'm guilty of redundancy. Bleh. In too much of a bad mood to write anything worth reading at the moment. I hope the class won't be as noisy tomorrow or I may as well get an MC and spare my ears the torture. I think I have asthma, sinus, or chronic bronchitis. Whatever it is, I've been coughing for...what? One and a half months?

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