I've always had

problems thinking of blog titles.

I had two consecutive nightmares. They were so real, I wonder where I get these stories into my head. When I woke up, it was a w-t-f feeling. I hate those feelings, it's just like. wtf. I think it's from my stress overload. By the end of this week, 23932470382 pounds will be lifted from my shoulders.

I really do have nothing insightful to talk about anymore , such a bore.
Today at the euro practice test session, I told Norman, "I wish I was smart like you." and he responded, "I wish I was dumb like you." now THAT got me enraged. total fail