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My head hurts.
I think I need new glasses.
This essay is awful, what a shit topic.

Kids in the UK, glasses aren't covered by the NHS are they?
I need a fairy godmother to help me with my expenses.
I can't go on getting headaches like this

3 sleeps til Nottingham.

I'm about to take a break from essaying and bake my cookies.

I think I'm doomed to be single for the rest of my life. Honestly. Forget having kids, it's just not going to happen. Don't tell me it will, I'm in a negative mood. Gah. Non existant self esteem is caustic.

I might do some laundry soon too. Anything other than reading and typing, my eyes and head are about to self implode. I wonder what sort of mess that would create.