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Friday, September 29, 2006

its that they all look so young

The city feels full - everywhere you turn affluent,fresh faced students are throwing money about, shots down their throat and their dignity out of the window. Wandering round MY city wearing the clothes they picked out with their moms before they came. It's an uncomfortable time everything's full, buses, shops, and, my natural habitat, pubs. Not to worry though soon enough the loans will run out, the work will pile up and the students will settle into the city like coins down the back of a sofa.

Most of them will be ill from the drunk bland rutting and other depressing activites that pass on their regional specific germs, holed up in the solitary halls with "freshers flu", crying and looking at the "creative" picture montages they made on the walls, looking at all their old school friends sad and lonley.

ha, bastards.

ok, karma IS a bitch not twenty four hours after posting this i have come down with man-flu

im going to drink a bottle of cough medicine, crawl into my bed for a few days and try to forget this week ever happened

2 Comments:

Blogger Shroom-Monkey ranted..

awwww the memories..... You totally summarized my freshman year.....

12:20 AM  
Blogger Tumuli ranted..

It's frightening how much your thoughts mirror my own. I am insanely jealous of all those "fresh-faced" freshman, living uproariously while I toil in adulthood. We aren't far removed from them, but the gulf widens with each passing day.

Let's build a time machine and return to that happier era...

8:16 PM  

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