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I'm afraid its come to that time of the year where you realise that Uni is about a month away, and that pile of utterly pointless studying you have to do (not that your lecturer could care what the hell you do during the summer but is fully prepared to make you repeat first year for getting weaseled every night with cheap cheap Co-op vodka.)is still untouched. Well, I found my pile. I don't remember feeding it but it seemed to have grown and converted previously meaningless pieces of paper into...
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