Tuesday

Sitting in school. Realizing that I should be working harder. Knowing that it is not possible right now. Feeling tired and hungry. Looking at the time, which says a quarter to 11. Feeling empty. Noticing the nervous laughs coming from my fellowstudents, probably uttered with a hope of scoring easy points from the teacher. Laughing to myself a bit. Listening to lecture about the doric column problem without really listening. Caring less and less. Wanting to go to stakehouse right now, but having to wait to the end of the day. Looking forward, looking so so forward to the eternal french fry refill. Getting even hungrier. sldkfjsdlkfsjdæfjioæieuwrosd fuck this.

21.02.2012 is the same backwards. crazy shit.

Vacation is nearly over, and Im wondering where it went.

I have accomplished just about nothing,

but that can hardly surprise anyone.

Everyone is busy tonight,

so I think I will leve them to their dooings,

and go dine with my uncle,

who just flew in from Iraq.

Have a nice saturday evening.

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Bach did it btw. Listen to this.