Rubbish

I need to escape from the mountain of homework. I have simplified it to a molehill but nevertheless it's daunting and it's making me sleepy.

Ivan: You spike like a man.
ZX: Whaat?! Is that supposed to be a compliment?!!?!
Ivan: Ya? If I were opposite you I'd be damn scared
ZX: *Slightly mollified*

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Melissa: Get up!! Stop acting like a bimbo

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GP lesson today was bad. I need make time! Buy time! Concoct time! Whichever. Time management man. I feel like abandoning my book + journal and just sleeping. Stupid drowsiness.

Yes I shall do just that.

Goodbye, world.