I need more than an extreme makeover..

I need an extreme personality change.

I am grieving.

Grieving for my busted ankle. Grieving for my unchargable ibook battery, grieving for my studies, grieving for my work, and grieving for my life.

It appears that I may never ever get myself off the shelf before my expiry date sets in.

A third person just shot me down.

Bang. I'm dead.