Coo coo kachoo!

In light of my recent unhinging of the mental region, I have been acting really strange.
Sending people weird emails, calling weird people at weird times to say weird things, being called a weirdo for talking to aforementioned golubella, and then laughing hysterically (in public) at all those weird occurrences like a crazy person.

I don’t mind, really, it’s quite refreshing. Everything’s more colourful when you’re going nuts.
Plus it’s quite comforting to know my lack of mental health doesn’t mean I’m going to start typing like this: i lyk eeting hoomans lololzz!111

Anyways, I’ve decided to get into a bunch of random things this year before college. Random things that will earn me the cashy stuff, that will go into my fund for something cool like a PS3 or a professional camera.
I did and aced English Lit in school, and have always had an inborn interest in it.
Now, I don’t like kids, nor do I like teachers: both conclusions from experience. So I sorta freaked myself out when I forwarded this to a thousand people:

Heee hee! Hey I’m not sexist ok. Mum just has these paranoid notions about males within my age range.
So yeah, spread the word, dahling! Spidey’s a part-time teacher now.
Urgh, that sounds so wrong.

In other interesting news, I took Whacko’s featured quiz and ended up CHECKing, uh, a lot…

Lo and behold, the result.

God help those kids.