NOOOOOOOOOOO! MERCUTIO! I do not wish to find thee a grave man

be in Priestley once again today, because it seems that they can't wait until results day to get their textbooks back

he could apply a filter to plurk that would remove all the football chatter T_T

sure that, one day, a melancholy like this will be his ending.

DeCartes is sitting in a bar when his friend says "Fancy one last drink?" to which DeCartes replies "I think not" and disappears.

he should probably have slept a little before his last day of college...

Something Corprate and Jack's Mannequin pretty neat, yo

he might actually love Ms Roscoe. Alejandro, live. <3

much better today

comforted by the knowledge that this crash, while still far from fun, isn't as bad as some I can remember. Progress? I hope so...