AKA Rasher's jornal-thingy. Want to go back?
Oh, I went out last night, like all the cool kids do. I mean, we were supposed to go somewhere and eat, but then, hate. I mean, the person supposed to host the eating was "hindered" (hint: he may have faked that in order to be with his girlfriend, soz). Anyway, the eating came to be at me. It worked out rather good, and we got rather drunk. Which was all fine. Anyway, today was "getuplatethengotowork" day. So I did. Looking forward to half a night of IRCing, and then sleep.
Tomorrow must be revising day, as I have 130 pages of chemistry to hate. Exam on monday.
Mood: exhausted
Now playing: Dizzy Mizz Lizzy - Mother Nature's Recipe
Oh, I failed to fail the maths test today. I was lucky, in that I got a subject that we've gone through rather thoroughly compared to the others, so yay.
Oh, the stupid work today. I hate it.
And referees, I hate them. (ps, denmark-senegal was 1:1
:<)
Oh, there was some thing, in which all the shops in town were open until 23:00. So I went. I managed to buy 6 cds rather cheap. It was these:
A journal you say? And what would one expect me to write herein? I'm currently (not) revising for my maths test this thursday. It's fun, really.
Mood: bored
Now playing: Moby - Natural Blues [Perfecto Remix]
Oh, my brother's getting a computer, and by getting, I mean buy. So. Anyway, he'll extend the network, forcing me to buy a new new switch. Which is good, because the current hub is seriously retarted. 100 mbit goodness. Mmmm.
I may have copied all of my mp3s to harddisk. There may be A LOT.
Oh, I want to be a ninja. And so should you.
That's it I'm afraid.