Gah.
Work.
School.
Gah.
Work.
School.
Gah.
Cough doesn't seem to be going away and I've actually cut back on the smoking. So now I'm irritable, in a bad mood with a cough.
... Fuck off.
... Fuck off.
Fucking cough.
Doc says I need to stop smoking. And take a break from the garage.
Thank god for paid leave.
Doc says I need to stop smoking. And take a break from the garage.
Thank god for paid leave.
Curiously I still feel the urge to write in this. Could be that I'm softening up...
... And that was the biggest load of shit this year.
To sum things up, life's being a bitch, school's being a bitch. What's new.
... And that was the biggest load of shit this year.
To sum things up, life's being a bitch, school's being a bitch. What's new.
Dorms are too fucking quiet. And too fucking boring.
That's it. I'm disappearing.
( Private )
And whoever my roommate is, if you come back while I'm gone, leave my side alone. Mess up my stuff or touch them, and I'll kill you so slow you'd wish I'd beaten you to death instead.
That's it. I'm disappearing.
( Private )
And whoever my roommate is, if you come back while I'm gone, leave my side alone. Mess up my stuff or touch them, and I'll kill you so slow you'd wish I'd beaten you to death instead.
