Urgh whatever, I should be thinking about my interview questions for the History assignment and planning my Lit essay too. But I'm just not in the mood for it. Fuck me right? What does mood have to do with anything?
Well everything, for me at least. Ruben is such that he works based on how he feels, so if he's cranky it's (in the words of my classmate) a no-go zone. Like seriously.
My room mate has passed out on his bed and I'm here typing this when I could be totally facejacking him or sending weird shit to his lady on the phone. Haha nah won't be an ass today. Or will I... *bitch slaps myself*
Anyway I saw two kitties at hall 4 having some romantic private moment and the male (well I think I saw his dick) gave me a look that said "fuck off" when I paid some interest... I mean like chill man. Moron.
Had some real long talk with my friend and I think... I think... well the problem is I don't think.
Okay I really have to get started on some work. Be it school or leisure! :)
Some food for thought: Is truth the way we perceive it to be, or a lie we will die believing?
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