Hate mail to blogger, almost?

I don't know if I love or hate the new look blogger's tried to pull off. I definitely hate the dashboard with a passion, but the draft area is a dream come true, too much love. So this post was going to be a hate mail to blogger cause I happen to be one of those loyal bloggers who come back here to crib about life, and so, I don't like it when my personal space is fiddled with. AND THEN they put up a stupid video they want us to go through just to figure out how this shit works. WELL, THANKS for the inconvenience which your Youtube video totally does not solve. I still feel orphaned. Old Blogger was classic. But yea okay, you bribed me well with the beautiful beautiful draft space. ugh.

So hello! Ideally this was supposed to be a fiction post, just to be on roll with the poem and everything. But no, I decided to head back home and rant about nothing. Joy, innit? (quick swigs of martinis will help you listen up, go ahead, I know you want it.) So the last ten days have been slightly horrible, the kind of horrible that's squished big black ants on your new green neon notebook. (The horror.) I was sick with fever high, and a behemothic assignment that was almost the death of me. Might I add, it's finally done with and if the professor does not give me ace grade then... well, I can't do shit, but I'll give her a dirty look. (Stop slowly clapping man, no dissing at me on my blog.)

I know I'm blabbering some seriously unnecessary BS, but I'm in such a mood. Today was just about OK. College was...a lot of classes. =|  (yea Guinz, I know that's 'your smilie'.) Yeah guys, my friends copyright on smilies. It's alright, we all have our...differences. Anyhoo, so I just got done with bugging Rob on skype for centuries together. Mind you, his face looks like a poster cause his internet sucks, not mine. (stop rolling your eyes, Rob.) So much for China being techno-big. Pffft. (Bored look, people.)

Tomorrow's going to be a busy day. I have to somehow be at two places at the same time. I have my submissions and Vanta's art exhibition at the same time. My presence at both places is indispensable. Okay, no. I'm just trying to feel important, but my presence at both places will be appreciated, nevertheless.

On a completely unrelated note, did you know if you lifted kangaroo's tail, it can't hop? And that heart attacks are more likely to happen on Mondays? :O So now that I really have nothing to talk about, I think I'll just go. I have no assignment or job for the night, so I'm just going to go be cool. B)

If you've honestly read through this yet another pointless rant of mine, you should really realize the kind of elation that loyal followers like you give me. Jesus bless yer souls, and I'll save your sanity with a sensible fiction coming up in the next post, my word! 

Good night, World.

-Nil. 

P.s- Oh my god, I just want to keep writing. This draft space is so beautifullllll.

P.p.s- I just wanted to write some more. kthnxbye.

P.p.p.s- I did it again.