The Return of The G

It's 00:35 in the morning, I've devoured half a bar of Galaxy choccylate that I got for a pound from a local supermarket and listening to Drake (rapping along like I'm his long lost sister). This can only mean one thing...I'M BACK AT UNI.

Yes, yes, this is true, do not be alarmed...I actually made it to second year, but I tell you now after the first few introductory lectures I've had this week, day-um..I'm going to have to work hard, especially since like, yknow, these grades ACTUALLY MATTER. That concept sorta scares me a little, sure last year's grades weren't that bad but still...ohmidays, it's like I'm going to have to give up my day job of being Nelly the second and start becoming Stephen Fry.

Perhaps not, that would be difficult, since he has a brain the same size as my hefty bank balance. LOL JOKES.

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(seriously, that link will just blow you away...like the weather recently...pft, I swear I control the weather recently. It's like the weather man upstairs sees me taking my time getting ready in the morning and perfecting my hair and then attacking it to its death with hairspray just to step outside and then BOOOOOSH my hair is ruined.) Story of my life. COOL STORY. I'll tell you some more sometime, just bring me a cushion and some chocolate AND a McDonalds voucher and I'm yours...

Oh, is that the time? (I am aware that I told you at the beginning of this post, thank you very muchly for pointing that out...) I must be off buttttt I'm seeing da Lethal Bizzzle 2moz, so ima tell yu all bwt it sumtym ova da wkend. Ch@ den.

kmt.

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