ack,
i have no money, its official. i am now one of the millions of penniless students inahbiting this biosphere. but its ok because some american guy from my space came onto me and asked me to come to brighton with some coke and lapdancers. " its like this dude id love too except im busy for the next five years"
my papers more or less finished. its biased as hell but who cares, psychiatrys a crock of shit system and i like attacking it at every given opportunity, kyle and i made guns out of film cases, and shot them at each other. im off university all week except today, and i went to all my classes, even though i met alex and we nearly decided not to go, but we decided in our twenties we should go and not be massive massive slacker (alex has already missed most of his classes this year and im not much better) so we got there and there was 509569509 people in the tiniest classroom imaginable, so i had to sit on the floor with kim and scarey loud jemma who was wearing gigantic hoop earings which i thought were going to injur me at several points. shes worringly flirty with everyone, including simon, whos gay and who just humours her but you can see the pain in his eyes, especially when she gives him back rubs in the computer labs, poor fucking bastard, all he wanted to do was fuck guys, and she has to come along and try and be his fag hag.
so i did that and had to try and stay awake because i couldnt see the board and had to actually listen to what ken was saying, later i found lynne, well i said found i jumped up behind her and went raaaaaaar, im so great, the ladies love me. i more or less complained all day about how cold i was , even though it was my decision to wear a customised ripped to shit denim skirt, in my defence though i did wear my converse boots which cover my ankles and leg warmers, so you know fuck off, i shouldnt have been cold. we also got our prof devl. assigment briefing which made no sense, i checked with about six people around me to make sure i just wasnt starting to slip into a coma, but no it really made no sense to anyone in the lecture. but fuck it , i gots to april to write that nigger.
ive decided to make a decision and stop being so pussy about people who piss me off, im just going to tell cunts theyre cunts and i dislike them pretty much all the time, instead of just ignoring them and looking at the floor. and if they give me any shit ill punch them in the face and shout bite me
kyles beard drives me wild.
im supposed to be partying with mike and his new housemate this weekend, i hope his laminators as exciting as everyone is building it up to be, oh mike made kate cry haha winner man winner, i should call diane, she nearly crashed her car speed driving to work on friday, shes killer, literally.
faderx.
my papers more or less finished. its biased as hell but who cares, psychiatrys a crock of shit system and i like attacking it at every given opportunity, kyle and i made guns out of film cases, and shot them at each other. im off university all week except today, and i went to all my classes, even though i met alex and we nearly decided not to go, but we decided in our twenties we should go and not be massive massive slacker (alex has already missed most of his classes this year and im not much better) so we got there and there was 509569509 people in the tiniest classroom imaginable, so i had to sit on the floor with kim and scarey loud jemma who was wearing gigantic hoop earings which i thought were going to injur me at several points. shes worringly flirty with everyone, including simon, whos gay and who just humours her but you can see the pain in his eyes, especially when she gives him back rubs in the computer labs, poor fucking bastard, all he wanted to do was fuck guys, and she has to come along and try and be his fag hag.
so i did that and had to try and stay awake because i couldnt see the board and had to actually listen to what ken was saying, later i found lynne, well i said found i jumped up behind her and went raaaaaaar, im so great, the ladies love me. i more or less complained all day about how cold i was , even though it was my decision to wear a customised ripped to shit denim skirt, in my defence though i did wear my converse boots which cover my ankles and leg warmers, so you know fuck off, i shouldnt have been cold. we also got our prof devl. assigment briefing which made no sense, i checked with about six people around me to make sure i just wasnt starting to slip into a coma, but no it really made no sense to anyone in the lecture. but fuck it , i gots to april to write that nigger.
ive decided to make a decision and stop being so pussy about people who piss me off, im just going to tell cunts theyre cunts and i dislike them pretty much all the time, instead of just ignoring them and looking at the floor. and if they give me any shit ill punch them in the face and shout bite me
kyles beard drives me wild.
im supposed to be partying with mike and his new housemate this weekend, i hope his laminators as exciting as everyone is building it up to be, oh mike made kate cry haha winner man winner, i should call diane, she nearly crashed her car speed driving to work on friday, shes killer, literally.
faderx.