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Well, it's been away for a while.
Yessirree billy jim bob.
An exam I had went rather poorly today - revising all week, night and day was too little too late, just what the damage to my academic career it will do isn't clear yet. But I don't want to talk about it anyway.
What I do want to talk about is what you fine cross section of damaged goods are doing this weekend.
I'll set the ball rolling, in a moment I'm off to get my hair chopped, then tonight I'm going 40 miles south on the train, to Manchester, for a friends 27th (I think) birthday, where I plan to drink myself into another universe to forget the unpleasantries of this week, and celebrate the true start to summer, where I can stay up to whatever god damn time I feel like, play silly computer games on my xbox, enjoy baking hot days in peoples back gardens, stuffing my face with spit roasted dead animals, and plan my holidays.
Tomorrow I'm working, which sucks ass, and I'd appreciate any customers entering the Bamber Bridge outlet of Somerfield to be GOD DAMN QUIET for the duration of my shift. thankyou
Sunday is relaxing day. With any luck it'll be beaming hot, allowing my good self and others to enjoy a lazy day in the local park, chucking a round piece of plastic about and catching it.
So, regale me with your tales of weekendedness.
please
Yessirree billy jim bob.
An exam I had went rather poorly today - revising all week, night and day was too little too late, just what the damage to my academic career it will do isn't clear yet. But I don't want to talk about it anyway.
What I do want to talk about is what you fine cross section of damaged goods are doing this weekend.
I'll set the ball rolling, in a moment I'm off to get my hair chopped, then tonight I'm going 40 miles south on the train, to Manchester, for a friends 27th (I think) birthday, where I plan to drink myself into another universe to forget the unpleasantries of this week, and celebrate the true start to summer, where I can stay up to whatever god damn time I feel like, play silly computer games on my xbox, enjoy baking hot days in peoples back gardens, stuffing my face with spit roasted dead animals, and plan my holidays.
Tomorrow I'm working, which sucks ass, and I'd appreciate any customers entering the Bamber Bridge outlet of Somerfield to be GOD DAMN QUIET for the duration of my shift. thankyou
Sunday is relaxing day. With any luck it'll be beaming hot, allowing my good self and others to enjoy a lazy day in the local park, chucking a round piece of plastic about and catching it.
So, regale me with your tales of weekendedness.
please
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I wont be working.
Thats good enough for me.
Thats good enough for me.
I went bowling yesterday.
I got 3 strikes (ooh, in a row).
And one of my mates failed miserably throughout.
I am happy.
I got 3 strikes (ooh, in a row).
And one of my mates failed miserably throughout.
I am happy.
Well, it's been away for a while.
Yessirree billy jim bob.
An exam I had went rather poorly today - revising all week, night and day was too little too late, just what the damage to my academic career it will do isn't clear yet. But I don't want to talk about it anyway.
What I do want to talk about is what you fine cross section of damaged goods are doing this weekend.
I'll set the ball rolling, in a moment I'm off to get my hair chopped, then tonight I'm going 40 miles south on the train, to Manchester, for a friends 27th (I think) birthday, where I plan to drink myself into another universe to forget the unpleasantries of this week, and celebrate the true start to summer, where I can stay up to whatever god damn time I feel like, play silly computer games on my xbox, enjoy baking hot days in peoples back gardens, stuffing my face with spit roasted dead animals, and plan my holidays.
Tomorrow I'm working, which sucks ass, and I'd appreciate any customers entering the Bamber Bridge outlet of Somerfield to be GOD DAMN QUIET for the duration of my shift. thankyou
Sunday is relaxing day. With any luck it'll be beaming hot, allowing my good self and others to enjoy a lazy day in the local park, chucking a round piece of plastic about and catching it.
So, regale me with your tales of weekendedness.
please
Yessirree billy jim bob.
An exam I had went rather poorly today - revising all week, night and day was too little too late, just what the damage to my academic career it will do isn't clear yet. But I don't want to talk about it anyway.
What I do want to talk about is what you fine cross section of damaged goods are doing this weekend.
I'll set the ball rolling, in a moment I'm off to get my hair chopped, then tonight I'm going 40 miles south on the train, to Manchester, for a friends 27th (I think) birthday, where I plan to drink myself into another universe to forget the unpleasantries of this week, and celebrate the true start to summer, where I can stay up to whatever god damn time I feel like, play silly computer games on my xbox, enjoy baking hot days in peoples back gardens, stuffing my face with spit roasted dead animals, and plan my holidays.
Tomorrow I'm working, which sucks ass, and I'd appreciate any customers entering the Bamber Bridge outlet of Somerfield to be GOD DAMN QUIET for the duration of my shift. thankyou
Sunday is relaxing day. With any luck it'll be beaming hot, allowing my good self and others to enjoy a lazy day in the local park, chucking a round piece of plastic about and catching it.
So, regale me with your tales of weekendedness.
please
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