vermin

There are a million things happening in my life right now and I haven't a fucking clue where a single one of them is going to end up. I know I'll find out with patience, but that's the one thing I'm really bad at, and time is going slower than a snail on valium.

Goddammit.

At least I've decided on my degree...even if I might have to do an extra A level in Psychology...

EDIT: I am also STUPIDLY horny. All the time. I'm holding off from humping furniture. I think I should get spayed or something, it's driving me nuts