NF: Sad. Depressed. Dissapointed. Thinking about broken promises and feeling like I'm taken for granted. Being a friend of convienience... that sort of thing...
NF: Don't want to leave the comfort of my apartment, but I have to go grocery shopping. Either go through rain and storm to buy food, or stay inside and starve. Decisions, decisions...
wouldn't divert your mind from the thought of food for a few seconds perhaps help the process of falling asleep?
i just got back to my office and found it exactly as it was when i left except for three envelopes with my name on it. i can only assume one has books in it, so i've quickly put it aside for later inspection (the year 2046 would be perfect). the second has monthly info about a depressingly low salary, while the third helpfully informs me that i've worked 16,55 hours of overtime in the past two months or so, and if i want to become the supreme ruler of this library or have dinner with someone famous. i think i'll settle for the latter and pick obelix.
why don't you steal a bus? noone will notice it missing anyway.
we're going to buy '80s disco records today, you've been warned (check other threads for further info, or better yet, don't )
NF: useless. I had the last exam of the spring today (Swedish, and I didn't do well at all. I seriously seem to have a magnificent talent of making every possible mistake Swedish grammar knows), so now I'm starting a summer vacation lasting 4 months. I miss school already.