Life needs change.

 

CONSPIRACY THEORY #20050113

the shit is done. no more stupid term papers. until next semester. woohaa! now i have to go look for a job and internships. ugh! gross! y’know, i’d be able to do it now if i HAD FUCKING INTERNET!!!!! oooooooh sue balcombe the manager for our place and holland house has done us a FAVOUR by asking around. uh-huh. we’re not going to get it. just say it. i want my money back! fuckers!

 

tomollo i go to london to look for shoes. ones that comfy, leather, not running shoes or retro sneakers or anything. they have to be able to withstand the rain. maybe i’ll just buy a pair of… DOCS! hahahahaha. wheeeeeeeee, january sales here i come! i tink me and mina are going to the national gallery first since we gotses lotses of time.

 

wheeeeeeeee, the sun’s out today!!!!! i lav you sun, you’re good to me… most of the time. why did you have to hide while it was so windy though? oh, right, it’ll mess up your hair. you’re forgiven. but please don’t just leave me like that so often. i get sad without you sun.

 

now we are six. andreas moved in 2 nights ago. poor guy. he had to clean up the mess that IT left behind. the uni people were apparently supposed to clean it before someone moves in, poor guy. he’s quiet! not a slob! likes clean clean clean. wheeeeeeeeee! he’s kind of a mouth-breather, but that’s the least of my worries. he’s uhhh… from sweden metinks and taking european studies. knock on wood that he doesn’t regress or that i find any surprises one day.

 

i took pix of my room and stuff. i guess i have to have a pic gallery now. anyone know if it’s easy? haahaha, i’m retarded with computers. i have nothing to do this weekend. oh wait, prelim readings. boo-urns. never mind. fekk.

 

ok, i really have to do something about my posture. must sit up straighter. ugh! but it’s SO hard in these shitty, volume discount chairs.

 

i want to start eating the toblerone i ‘acquired’, but if i do, then i’ll be left with no more yummy chocolate for a long time. hmmm… i’ one of those people that likes to save food. i’m like a squirrel except that i know where to find what i have later.

 

agent orange

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