Round and round.

The vortex of depression is sucking at my toes from a dangerously close position. It stops now. Here are a few ideas that crossed my mind:


1. Avoid washing my feet:
Haha, suck on THIS, vortex. Nah. It'll prolly stink up my bed and reinforce it.


2. Rewatch How I Met Your Mother (from season 1):
Whoa, this is a dangerous slope. The battle might have already been lost. BIG NO-NO.


3. Write a song:
Ok. Come here, my trusty 4 chords.


4. Abuse caffiene:
Desperate times calls for Nescafe Blend 34.


5. Seriously blitz through ALL of my assignments:
Must do after number 4.


6. Do a Wong Sam Seng video:
My laptop is still under repair, but it shall be done.


7. Write a song every week and upload it to Gusgoria:
Even my bolster will get its 5 minutes of fame.


8. Record my dreams and upload it to Gusgoria:
I was best friends with Ironman and we had pissed off the U.S government, aliens, and angry spirits who fling wooden splinters at us.


9. Give my life to Jesus Christ:
Ok, let's not go wild here.


If all else fails,

10. MOAR COFFEE!!1
I will have trace levels of blood in my coffee stream.