Sleepwalking my way through life: Home alone



Home alone

If you're wanting to hear about the antics of me foiling some house intruders with my carefully planned shenanigans, you'll be sorely disappointed.

I can do anything, the house is mine. I can put my music all the way up, watch whatever I want on tv, hell, I can walk around naked if I wanted to. But no, I am destined to sit here in the silence telling the infinite realm of cyberpsace about my urges to be naked.

I feel unfufilled today. I started studying for my up-and-coming prelims as I mentioned before, but I feel as if I haven't done a good job. I learned some Graphics facts before trying my hand at English. I wrote down all the quotes I needed before sticking them to my wall in a technique that was rumoured to help me know them by heart.

"poised like mud grenades"

Hmm, I think it's working.
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