I will be a particle physicist.

I will work for CERN.
I will work at the LHC.
I will work with Brian Cox.
I will meet Stephen Hawking.
I will know the origin of the universe.
I will share the knowledge.
I will win a Noble award.
I will help stop Man-made global warming.
I will see the depths of the universe.

...Now if only I could get my algebra straight. -____-

An Equation.

Excess Energy + Coca-cola + 2 Cups of Coffee + Dysfunctional Body Clock = Insomnia.

Insomnia = 4 Hours of Sleep (or less) + 200 (or more) Pages of a Novel Finished in One Sitting + Internet in the Wee Hours.

200 (or more) Pages of a Novel Finished in One Sitting + Internet in the Wee Hours = Nerdcore.

Nerdcore = Toney.

Toney = Epicness.

Epicness = <3.

<3 = *Person*.

*Person* = Perfect.

Perfect = God.

God = Omnipotent + Forever + Faithfulness.

Omnipotent + Forever + Faithfulness = Imaginary.

Imaginary = My Boyfriend.



Therefore,

Insomnia = Non-existent Boyfriend.



Dear Insomnia,
You suck hard. May you die down soon, betch.

In'ernet boys

In this place called 'the internet', boys are either e-gawds or phailures. You could never be in between--mediocre, in that sense.



First off, phailures are: suicidal geys, soulja boy wannabes, fat pervs, i-TyPe-LyK-Diizzss-On-The-!nTerNet boys, moaning he-bitches, pablo banila =)), ano-asl-mo? death squad members, et cetera.

On the other hand, e-gawds are in the likeness of YouTubers, webcomic-ers, epic bloggers, LOLcats, song-writers, bladabluh.


Now, let me rant about how phailures continue on falling for yers trully.
LEAAAAAAAVE MEEEE ALOOOOOOOOOOONEEEEE (to the tone of that 'leave britney alone' faghead)



I need an e-gawd to have a serious crush on me now, or at least pretend (that was the point of this blog, yeyeyeyeye).

Despuration. >___<


A GAME:
What do you see?
Q<=