Just got back from an unplanned bout of drinking. Familiar faces, not so familiar names. Felt a little weird so we hid in the playground, I can't believe nobody could see us! (But alright, before I joined the hidden clan, I couldn't see them either, because the playground had holes punched in. Much like polarized glass, and all that)
School tomorrow, and even though I went on a search for cloth, I sincerely doubt that what I've found is enough. (or relevant for that matter) Maybe I should spend more time on this shit instead. Or sacrifice sleep for school.
Yea, I should actually. But at this point, my head's spinning, I'm still a lost sheep. I need to keep myself busy!
15/10/1989, into fast cars, black/silver/grey, good foie gras, poker, a degenerate gambler. Hooked on appealing visuals and in love with the world's most retarded poker player, Lance.