Unintended...

I am dying. Literally.

I'm not going to whine about the flunked History test.
Nor will I babble about how I heard another class in my year cheated using mobile phones. I will not explain how they text questions and answers among each other.
I'm not going to talk about my addictions to fanfics, especially Skulduggery's.
Nor will I tell you about me screaming at my dad who turned off the internet.

But now apparently, I have nothing to say.