I've got another confession to make. I'm your fool. Everyone's got their chains to break, holding you...
Yeah, Foo Fighters are good, yo.
Anyways, I'd thought I'd do a post. It's been ages since the last one. I did start one on the election, but I lost it. =].
But yeah. Next week's the final week (possibly) of my secondary education. Half of me is relieved, the other petrified. On one hand, I'm relieved that I won't be trapped in a cage filled with overbored kids who only recently discovered that they can open doors. Though, In a matter of days, I'm not going to have a a proper schedule for the day. I'm used to the 'wake up, get changed, go to school, learn things in school, catch bus home' schedule, and yeah. I'll also end up a loner, but that's a given. Hopefully I'll get into University, but my hope of getting B-B-C is looking grimer by the moment. Hopefully I'll scrape a B in Music Tech, but a B and a C in Physics and Chemistry? Fuck, not looking good...
In other news, I'm pregnant. Yes, that's right, I'm pregnant. And it's yours...
Oh, how I fooled you good and proper.
Nah, well anyways.
In other news, I have a new desire to learn to play the harmonica. Even though I had one when I was younger, but I never took it seriously. But now, it just seems like the next obvious step, kind of. But meh, I'll turn into a Jack of all trade, but master of fuck all. =].
And, and, and, and, and, and, and... yeah.
This is a really pointless thing. Sorry brethren. =].
Fuck it, if I think of anything else to write later, I'll add to this.
Hang on, does this mean I'm starting to have a life? I think, not...
- Don't worry, about a FIN.
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