111

I originally wanted to make this post a little more exciting because 111 is a really interesting number, but I’m just too lazy to lift way more than a finger so too bad.

So a few updates.

Promos

My results were way better than I had expected. I passed everything so far, nothing too terrible, but I haven’t received my GP or Econs yet.

Pissyness

So after being pissed off with two people in the past two days, I now know that I am in a terrible, terrible mood.  Just absolutely goddamn awful. Super annoyed at everything irksome other people do.

Of course, I have to hold my stand or else I’ll appear weak-willed, a yes-man, a complete pushover. Which is bad, supposedly.

If you’re pissed, you’ll obviously regard everything you say as the ultimate truth. But even after sobering up I think I’m not in the wrong. So I’m not sorry for what I’ve said. I’m not gonna apologise and I am going to stick my man-chest out with pride.

Plonkers.

Pounds

Oh I’m packing on a few pounds and that is awful. But I’m back in the mood to exercise. BLAH

P-Heart attacks

Okay so you know I was walking through the Right Wing and there were these two people on the bench and suddenly the guy turned around and the girl opposite him looked at me and I saw her and I realised who she was and the sparks from her eyes acted like goddamn defilibrators and and I had a mini heart attack and I had to say this because not many things give you a heart attack especially eyes

And I updated the about me.

PW

Can’t be bothered. This is bad.