boombangbing

If there was ever a way to compel me to vote for George Galloway in the London elections, this would not be it. I'm sorry, but I'm trying to wallow in my emo here, and I don't need 'Respect' played at 160 fucking decibels outside my window, okay?

So yeah, after my education related meltdown yesterday, I'm having a day of bunking off and wallowing, mostly with the intention of knocking out my Media Studies coursework, but it's now twenty-five past five, so we'll see. My jaw is aching something terrible - it's started to do that when I'm stressed - and I think I need to admit to myself that I may have to see a dentist about it, regardless of my crippling fear of him telling me I need to have my wisdoms removed.

Additional Heroes squeeing:

This right here is quite possibly the best thing I've seen all week.

*Adrian correcting the pronounciation of Milo's name!

*"I think he's sexy." *arm around Milo* (!!!)

*"Adrian, you're stacked (? can't quite make out what he's saying there) as Hollywood sex hunk."

"Yeah... that's silly." *shy laughter* Oh, Adrian. ♥

*The LOOK!!!

Conclusion: Plz to be September now?

( One last thing: twistdmentality, how could you?! )