145.
Maybe if I close my windows I can finally hit 150.
Jamming later.
Fuck yeah, don't we just fucking love routines?
Schools coming up, I dread re-tests, which will be aplenty.
If this is bringing myself 'back to my roots again' then I take back every word I ever shouted.
Time to prioritize again, basically that means not going out so much.
Which is like the hardest thing in the world right now cause of my most awesomest girlfriend in the world.
I want to see her everyday.
I don't know if she wants to see me everyday though, I irritate the hell out of her.
Psyche!