I am kept up tonight through a combination of a messed up biological clock, sexual tension and undeniable anticipation (the anticipation and sexual tension in no way related).I felt it prudent to continue chronicling the events since my last post.
First thing's first; Ninjitsu vice president, More in name than skill. Vying for the post of Deviator in the Free Arts Movement, and organizing the locker painting event (which is more like Taylors getting free labour, but hey, publicity) and well liked senior in the SAC. So far, so good.
My results however are in the gutter; that's what you get I guess for studying on the last night of each paper to the morning. The room's a bad mess, haven't cleaned it up at all for months. Air conditioning leaks so bad I've got to sacrifice one of my towels as a buffer to absorb the water. And I'm also burning through my wallet like it's tinder for a furnace.
oh well, that's about it. My inspiration to write has literally evaporated with the proverbial wind.
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