It's a little bit shit...

...this thing called life. Here I am, locked up in my room and in my pyjamas since 7.30 eating a jacket potato. My dad is still in hospital and will probably be there for a while yet. I am working my socks off and not really reaping the rewards. My love life is so far past non-existent, it's stupid. My finances are crap; whats the point?

I'm nervously awaiting my retake results and I think that I will positively scream if I have to re retake anything!

I need to sleep

CBC

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