So it's gearing up to be one of Those days. Great.
U know what I mean... When someone's voice is enough to grate on your nerves. Oh the whiny one; then there's the holier than thou idiot; the downright shouts for no bloody reason voice; the spoilt brat. Gods.
And then there are those who just needs a high five. In the face. With a stool. You just look at some people and you can't help but want to punch them in the face.
An hour and a half of mindlessly copying Russian texts should hopefully be enough to get me out of this funk. Useless lecture in the morning. Bleurgh.
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