oh. no.
friday, 16th febuary, 2007, 3:30pm
exam hall
i had just finished my last paper with half an hour to go. so i sat there and pondered, "should i go now, or should i sit and relax?"
and as i was thinking about The Great Question, something triggered off in my mind - "OH FUCK, I'VE GOT NOTHING TO DO."
i had a mini panic-attack and decided to fuck it and leave. and then i went home and continued my oh-fuck-i-have-nothing-to-do train of thought.
actually it's not that i have nothing to do, in fact i have lots to do - skate, work, slack, drink, bum, drive, the list is endless.
but i feel lost.
ask me out, i won't reject you.
exam hall
i had just finished my last paper with half an hour to go. so i sat there and pondered, "should i go now, or should i sit and relax?"
and as i was thinking about The Great Question, something triggered off in my mind - "OH FUCK, I'VE GOT NOTHING TO DO."
i had a mini panic-attack and decided to fuck it and leave. and then i went home and continued my oh-fuck-i-have-nothing-to-do train of thought.
actually it's not that i have nothing to do, in fact i have lots to do - skate, work, slack, drink, bum, drive, the list is endless.
but i feel lost.
ask me out, i won't reject you.
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