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I WANT TO MEET TARD!
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Thank you Mr Cumberbatch, as though I needed reminding
The irony is that wasting my time looking at ‘You should be studying’ memes is actually what is preventing me from studying.

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After months and months of complaining about my poor eyesight and doing nothing to remedy it today I finally made time in my busy schedule of pretending to work, pretending to learn, surfing the internet, habitual drinking and furious masturbation to visit the optician’s.
I sauntered on down to my local Specsavers, told the woman at the desk that I had an appointment and was swiftly ushered to the waiting room. Anyone who knows me well enough knows that I hate waiting rooms, they depress me.
The waiting room at the optician’s had all the disadvantages of a normal doctor’s surgery waiting room; the silence, the disproportionate number of children and old people and stacks upon stacks of shit magazines, coupled with the additional negative that I couldn’t really play my usual waiting room game; ‘Who here in this room do I think will be dead within the month?’
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I present to you… Crazy Girlfriend Praying Mantis!
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