OH FUDGEKINS.

This author is trying really hard not to panic.
But she cant help herself.

She's going to mess up.

SHE JUST FCKED UP AN ENTIRE PROJECT.
I DONT WANT A B.

This girl is pulling money out of her shoe fund (inspired by liyeri) to frickin decorate the rgb project which is inevitably crap to me now. I am going to get an F because my group hates me. I am seriously considering running away from home right now.

WHAT DO I DO!?

I have to call Matt, Mike, and Rayne. But it's 1 in the morning.
CRAP.
We need to paste over the skeleton.
It's fine though, because they have me, the insane ball of frustration that has not paid off til now, the last minute. This is seriously the last minute. TRUST ME.

We need to do extra decos for all of the other things.
I have to somehow fix this with my supremely awesome skills of "we're screwed"
BUT NO ONE PANIC.

I will panic and stress and die early all for you guys.
I love you that much.
And I want this A.

FCK.
WE NEED THIS A.

-Vicki/Juliet

is panicking. NOW. AT almost 2 in the morning.