Monday, April 26, 2010

What Do You Want Me To Do, Jump Out Of My Knickers?

IS what my darling mother said. If I had a facespace, that'd be my status. Ah christ, exam time is upon us, breathing down our necks like a distgusting pervert or over zealous library security guard. The scholastic year went too soon, filled with charming drinks receptions to be crashed and bottles of Lenin's favorite wine to be stolen. Christ. But I need to concentrate. I really do. But I keep looking at pretty blogs where the people can just fuck off to Cuba for a month and do nothing but swim and drink mojitos. Why cant we do that? Ah here, this is going nowhere. Wish me luck

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