My head has been throbbing for the past few days. Maybe I've simply been over thinking a few unimportant things- such as if I should go ask for a new laptop from certain people; or to just create a time schedule in order for me and the old man to be happy. Maybe it's the fact that I've been trying to re-write this certain story which I started during first year (Yanna, China and Biannah, if you happen to stumble across this blog, do remember that story? During the Centennial?), and I'm trying to make the characters a little less Sue-ish and a little more real. Or, and this is the most plausible reason for my sudden migraines, maybe it's the fear of entering third year- the hardest and scariest year known to man. It could also be a combination of all three.
Whatever it is, I am in great need of Advil right now. I'm just going to finish writing this article before I take a nice, long, cold shower. Or... maybe I should take it right now and leave this article half finished. After all, authors do leave their work in mid-sentence (TFIOS, anyone?). It gives the readers something to
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