wooohoooo i wanna get awaaaay
No sight of depression for atleast since New Years Eve. What the fuck? Stress an anti-depressant?
If i'd known about that before i'd have just shot myself some adrenaline ever thirty minutes!
Guesssss who's in my math course? Hmmmm. The high school crush. Awww. Bless it.
I'm too cool for him now though. Dangit.
Now that i'm rock 'n' roll i'm contemplating going ahead and committing suicide on my 27th birthday.
Serious though, when i turn 27 the government will stop paying my 350 quid a month! No way to live.
Of course by then i'll be past my 4th marriage and have some wicked little child called summat like "Window" or "coke" raised by my mother.
Bless life really. It's shit and i love it.
I'm too rock 'n' roll for people trying to fuck me over aswell.
Trying to fuck me over? Deal with me not answering your obnoxious questions ( like "soo you think that math class is helping you some?...Ina?" What the rollin fuck? I'm paying 200 quid for getting punished 5 hours a day with maths! If that ain't helpin' i'm gonna shoot those fatherfuckers! ) standing next to me waiting for a free piss-appointment at the loo.
D'oh!
