There is a secret boon to this blog. and that is this
Recently my mother has taken to blogging.
It's not so much that I dislike her doing so as the very prospect of my mother now actually having access to every intimate thought, personal detail, and humiliating moment of my life is one that I believe could even chill the staunchest of men to the bone. Ask Blackbeard what his worst fear was and he will tell you of the time his mother caught him gawking at the mistresses of the bordello.
Not that there's anything about mistresses in my blogs. Or bordellos. Blackbeard I can't promise he won't be in there.
Jokes aside, I'm scared. Very scared reader.
I fear greatly for my future, or prospective future, and given the amount of work remaining to do i fear greatly still. I'm haha, so ... i'll try my best but I am rather scared at this moment so you'll have to forgive me if i'm less funny than usual. I know you go here for the funny. At least I like to think you go here for the funny. Maybe you go here for the drinks, i'm not sure but while you're here i'll try to make you laugh.
Just, this is all I can manage today readers. I'm slowly unraveling at the seams, haha. Ah, finals will be over soon enough one imagines.
A demain
-Viet
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