A cigarette would be so nice right now. Still got about 4 more hours 'til I can eat and such, though. We're having Thai food tonight. Once more I find myself excited and all can't-wait-to-eat-ish. Thanks to the nice anonymous person who commented on my last post. Unfortunately, all of my titles from about the entry entitled "in this diary" are song lyrics. So yeah, in the words of Natasha Bedingfield, Nothing I write is ever good enough. Okay. 3 1/2 hours. About 2 hours of studying, then I'm going to f*ck off and go buy our dinner. Oops. Was I not supposed to say f*ck while I'm fasting? See you later. iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou Update Oh my God, I am so stuffed. I can't even move.