Last night, some **** (insert your own word there) decided to play his ******* trumpet at ******* 1am for a ******** two hour ******* session. I decided to skip spanish school this morning as I was tres tired, only to be awoken by the same ****, playing the ******* thing at 9am. Fucker! (ooop's, I mean ******!).
As you might be able to tell, I am a little moody this morning.

OUT WITH HATE, IN WITH LOVE
OUT WITH HATE, IN WITH LOVE
OUT WITH HATE, IN WITH LOVE
OUT WITH HATE, IN WITH LOVE

Nope, it's not worked, he's still a complete and utter mo.fo.

Enough of the pleasentaries, I have to go and feel angry and sorry for myself, it's going to be a busy day.

Last nigt was not a pleasure, but undoubtedly a chore.
I thought I would cheer myself up by thinking of all of you....
God, now I'm really depressed!

ha ha ha

Love Adam