god damnit, i hate mondays
if i was creative or somethin i might write a poem, instead, im just gonna bitch and complain.
"You know the mondays
you wake up and just know
it wouldve been smarter to
go back to sleep?
your throat is raw,
you eat breakfast,
but nothing really satisfy's.
You know the mondays
you get to work and just think,
this is gonna be one of those days?
your back hurts,
and no amount of energy drinks
can fix that.
You know the mondays
where you just feel helpless?
caught in the current,
out there alone, drifting?
Im havin one of those mondays."
lol so i guess it became a poem in the end :P not a particularily good one, but hey it monday! :P
anyways moving on. Weekend was a success. Simons mother and friend came down from hawkes bay, got hammered saturday with simon and blair before they went to Tolsi, and i went and checked out a party up Aro way.Spent my sunday trundling around wellington feeling disorientated and hung over, but hey whats new :P did a massive shop sunday night, so should have food to last me at least a couple of weeks.
God so tired, cant be bothered right now
Chow
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Quote of the day:
"A banker is a fellow who lends you his umbrella when the sun is shining and wants it back the minute it begins to rain." - Mark Twain
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