Aw, everyone's going to be in the city but me! Stupid financial limitations.
I have a headache the size of Mars. I f*cked up on an exam earlier because of it and now that I'm back, the ibprofen isn't helping. I don't even want to go get dinner because I know the dining hall doesn't have anything I want.
And on top of it all, I still haven't gotten a response back from the Chitty house manager about my ticket!
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never
knowing how