"Speling and gramer is fun"

Okay, it's getting late and I really should punch myself in the face for leaving things to last minute as usual. I've got a huge lab write-up due tomorrow even with the extension and I don't start it until 11 pm. I must express my contempt for sifting through goddamn journal articles to find a nugget line or two on general information. Blargh! Still have a discussion, references, abstract and introduction to write out.. *tear tear*

Anyways, so right now I'm munching on these kick ass pop-pan savoury crackers and they're so greasy and yummy.

Furthermore, I'm feeling a little huffed by some classmates when working with them. I don't know, I guess competition is too high or something because purposely sabotaging data and changing numbers around with the assumption that I'm not going to notice doesn't rest too well with me. Should I stop being nice or stop sacrificing so much for the happiness of others? I have *never* meant any ill will or harboured any contempt against anyone for the purpose of standing higher on a pedastal of high social regard. All I ever ask for in anyone is honesty because I will give it to you regardless (this is why I can't be business person). My question first and foremost is, how the hell does one be a mean person? How do you go about achieving that in a way that cuts the heart? Do I stomp on kittens to death? How is it so easy? Is there not a sense of guilt or conscience that irks your own heart?

Anywhoo, I'll shut up now and give you a picture of this avatar I found floating around. I never realized that periods can be so happy-like!