Today? It's EXCITEMENT. And also yesterday and the day before yesterday... It's not a favorite word because i just loooove being hyper-manical but because it made it's nasty home into my (apparently empty) head. Because of a GUY obviously who crashed into my room. He saw me when i was hopelessly drunk and when i was crawling in hangover. And he still smiled and asked my number! So now I'm just... does he actually likes me or was it some kind of vague politeness? Should i add him as friend in FB or does it look lamely desperate? Is my newly colored hair pretty enough or maybe i look ridiculously old. And so some days now my mind goes on and on and on... Damn, if I'll see this troublemaker again, be sure i will make HIS head spinning so fast he wouldn't know what hit him.