I'm spending the day getting free shit off my mum because all except one pair of jeans are completely fucked. And my shoes are wrecked too. And I think she wants me to get some t-shirts that aren't black. She'll probably fail at the last one.

He sounds like one of those creepy feral kids, that sit in the attic in a nappy chained to the wall.

I should be revising for a uni resit on Friday.
Instead I'm scanning forums and F5ing constantly on facebook.
This doesn't bode well