'If I kiss you where it's sore, will you feel better?'

Well. I've been a moody little bugger the past few days. It's really not good.

Dad okayed me going to Italy last night - so I was on a complete high for a few hours. Then was so tired I couldn't really think about anything else, until I get a text from harpisan to get back on msn... it's usually the other way around so I knew it was important. I don't want to say too much, but she needs to stop being so cute - and I'm so happy for her.

So, I end up in bed at 1am yet again, which is much too late when I need to get up at 6am to do some work. I've done a little bit, but I still don't know where 4 hours went since I was ready ...
And now, I'm staring at a blank word document and trying to start this essay. I know I can do this - I just don't know how to start off. It's only 500 words, so it's not like I can just babble - maybe if I write it like that and then condense it? Eh I dunno. Stupid thing.

I was supposed to actually leave home an hour ago - but I decided I wasn't going to go to the concert again, and am tossing up whether to go to the gym or not. I think it'll depend on if I can get this essay started or not.

Sorry about the rant.
Rdm