Ok, this is too good:
- Missed my train on thursday and had to pay £50 to get a new one
-- missed it due to writing an essay that was 1200 words... which was supposed to be 2000 words. Shit.
- the battery of my phone and camera died
- my laptop died. No response when clicking the power button. This is pretty bad regarding upcoming school work. Shit. Shitcuntshitfartsandovaries
- I have a horrible cold. Imma take it like a real man and curl up in my bed and whine.

oh yeah... forgot my phone, but thank gawd Violet's got it... so I won't be socially isolated longer than monday evening.
Currently using my school's shit computers. BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...
It's actually a bit funny.

Aw poor Faffs hope you get everything fixed! Technology, and the human body, are evil bitchcunts.

when life giveth thee lemons

fuck'em

Thanks sylkicks D:

library closing in 3 minutes. Good bye dear cyberworld. Hello cruel world. D:


: P

when life giveth thee lemons

fuck'em

Eww. Stingy.

EDIT: I'M GUESSING!

when life giveth thee lemons

fuck'em

Eww. Stingy.

EDIT: I'M GUESSING!

oh yeah

What idiot said that orange juice cures hangovers?

What idiot said that orange juice cures hangovers?

it does if you stick a large vodka in it and use it to wash down a fried breakfast.

What idiot said that orange juice cures hangovers?

it does if you stick a large vodka in it and use it to wash down a fried breakfast.

dude, its like you know everything

Catastrophic vehicle failure # 2. Land Rover gearbox seizes and dies on busy road miles from anywhere. No mobile signal. Trailer-load of pigs on the back. Raining.

Well that makes me moaning about my fog-induced cold from Leeds this weekend sound kind of petty. So I'm taking that as two things.

Wasn't clutch in fact. was clutch release bearing driving itself through pressure plate. Deep Joy.

Wasn't clutch in fact. was clutch release bearing driving itself through pressure plate. Deep Joy.

Ugh, unlucky matey.

one lemon and one orange have succumbed to the foulness of mold

fuck you summer, fuck you

Looks like I have to stay in Bergen and work during Christmas. I've got two days off (which add up to three because of Christmas holidays) but no boats/planes/buses travel on the 24th. So I'm kinda fucked. Family and friends seem to think it's my fault and they're having a rage. Dicks.