"Sperm count so high I'm wearing jonnies made of kevlar"
You know what's probably the most annoying thing in the whole world? Going in an hour early for college. I was lying in bed and the alarm rang after the second snooze. I got up poked my head into my live in lover kieran to confirm the schedule. He did so and as he did i returned to my bed and sat down. I felt the cold of the morning air wash over me and contemplated how good it would feel to immerse myself in the still warm covers. I sat and prayed that our lecture be just one hour later, just one! Having had a few too many sleep-ins lately i felt a slight sense of obligation. So with a heavy heart i accepted my fate and wearily pulled on my clothes brushed my teeth and left for college. My heart is broken.On another note if I hadn't come in so early i wouldn't have read those few blogs nor would i have blogged myself. It's a nice distraction i guess but another distraction is something i don't need, far from it in fact. I handed in a 30something page report on monday. Now Mr. and Ms. "oh i do a (insert mundane bullshit talking course title here) course and can type reports/essays/bullshit standing on my head" I am a person with actual talent and I am not practiced in the ways of talking shite in order to make up for what I lack. Therefore filling that many pages with that much shite is quite an acheivement so bow down. We've got a huge group report thing due for next week (wednesday) as well and we've got a review of how we're getting on with that at 12, since I came in early I should be doing some last minute research but am instead blogging. And between now and next week are a number of events i want to attend. These include a hiphop night Thursday, a gig in Cork Sunday, and a Halloween Ball on the night before it's due. There's only one word for that kind of situation and it's a slang word for gonads.
