Please do not touch my cornflakes.

Registering for University courses is always a mindnumbing process.

That's all I have to say...

Before i go to bed i want to have another stab at this whole blog thing. You see, i'm not like the witty people who can write these things in a second and have it be dripping with... i dunno.... satire and dark humour. I know some people who can and man, sometimes i envy them. Yet I figure, just because i'm not as tortoured and compelling (at the moment) as they are all the time, that doesn't mean that i don't also deserve to have my voice be thrown out into the void.

So go voice go.

Sometimes I'll be all dark humour all over the place. I know that that will happen. But I'm not going to force myself to write like that because I feel I have to. Sometimes, I may even be funny. (At least to me).

All my love sent into the void,
Erica.

I always figured that I should be able to subject as many people as possible to the inner sanctum of my... well, my inner sanctum. So 'Speak, friend, and enter'. Welcome to the cabaret.

And always remember our motto: "I have a crush on every boy!"

(Quotes courtesy of Tolkien, Cabaret, and homestarrunner.com, respectively).