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It's Saturday afternoon.
I just finished my usual "Lie in bed and think about life".
I am sitting here at my comp, eating museli in milk, listening to the crap that Power 98 is playing, and suddenly for no reason whatsoever, I just started to get really angry!
And it was'nt the general annoyance that we feel when there's an incompetant driver in front of us, when someone cuts our queue or when handphones go off in cinemas. It was the full on, ARGGGHHHHH I am so rabidly fucking mad I just want to gourge his eyes out slice him open shove a grater up his anus.
I think I am just drowining in this languidity.
Gone are the days when we could all just go out for doughnuts on a whim.
Throw dinner parties because we felt like it.
Sit around and make flippant comments about possible careers, because we had none.

Jo
Ever the impatient
My degree feels like a joke

Reality bites