My work has been going absolutely nowhere and for it, I blame Jess blablabla god I scare myself with my immaturity sometimes.

Indeed.

Pulling my shit together, clearing out ridiculous pieces I've somehow gotten online and basically getting my life back into some sort of order. Maybe I shall be asexual for the time being, it sure makes life easier (pfft I'll just get to school tomorrow, take one look at her and lose my brains again but it's worth a shot, ne?)

*shrug* I have a history folio to pass up in two days and it's basically blank right now but I'm putting off doing it by posting mindless journal entries so...yeah. God help me.