I mind the fact that I don't mind it...

As you rolled your eyes and walked away,

I felt jolt of anger.

I stomped towards you,

and tapped your shoulder.

But when you turned around,

the sudden rush of slapping you has gone.

You looked confused,

but I felt confusion more than you do.

So I said in a lame tone:

"Get some sleep, panda-eyes."

WHAT THE HELL?

I MISS YOU (OR YOU?) FREAKING A LOT 

THAT MY BRAIN IS GOING TO EXPLODE!!!!

GAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

FOUL WORDS ON THE MOVE!!!

Conclusion: So freakin' buzy that I'm getting more blur every day!!!!