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In which lashing out with a fist will not help combat dust bunnies, no matter how furious (the mouth is mightier than the pen).

Hey, guess what?

I've traveled halfway across the globe to study, so now I'm in gloomy Manchester contemplating the meaning of life. Either the meaning of life or m school schedule, really ;D seriously, i'm the least independent person I know (because I know me, and the me that I know probably isn't as well-known as the me that I want people to know... sort of thing).

Yeah, that's been the only thing I could come up with, and it's been two days D: Will try to be smart again in a few moments <3