THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
Fuck fuck fuck.
I started this year with one remarkably aweful nightmare that, for a first, made me cry in my sleep (much to the confusion and hilarity of my associates), and, really, it's all been just as good.
So now I have this huge project due on Wensday and I'm the only one who's done anything. Only the computer lost it all....Because...It's a fuck.
And I hate my school.
And today due to flooding we had to have health in the chapel. I hate chapels. (Which is along story anyway, so nevermind). Try singing 'the penis song' with a big bloody Jesus hanging over you.
So now I've resorted to the comforting, yet ultimately unproductive, solution of listening to Scarling and feeling sorry for myself.
Yay Scarling.
I hate everything.
Shut up Amanda.