Are you beginning to get my point?

I swear the only thing keeping me alive right now is the trip next week.
But I hope I don't get bombed/torn apart/be held hostage.

10mins before I handed in my paper, anything and everything was inside my head except the answer to the question.
WHAT'S DISPOSABLE INCOME!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!!
I am almost ready to greet supp paper...
I've been having very weird dreams, really really weird ones that when I wake up, I lay in bed for a while and think abt whether it really happened and what if it did.

I'm going to play some GH (Guitar hero, not general hospital) for a while before I go for a run to relax and then, study. Or maybe I'd drop by C's place. Whichever, whatever.