WA NA NA!

Hello, hello... heeello . Hello! ..hello, hello. Hello.
I just returned from my kitchen, where I sloppily put together some eggs, bacon and toast, and left all of my shit out for the maid to clean up. Oh well, right? No I'm kidding, I cleaned most of it up.

Some bro outside my window just said "HA d'you go out last night?" .. Probably a fucker.

Anyway, before my mediocre breakfast I had ancient Greek... last class of the day... noon it's done. Did you know there's TWENTY-FOUR ways to say "THE". That's the fucking stupidest word to make 24 variations of! If I made the language there would be like 30 ways to say "nutsack" or "Hey bro, put your nutsack back, no one wants to see that shit" or "good goin', nutsack". But no... "the". That is an ideal word to talk about to put students into a deep sleep (like, make students sleep forever.... kill themselves). I won't get too hung up on it. I need to focus on learning how to say "the honor" and "the goddess". But in order to do so, I need to pick which "the" to use! What the FUCK!?

Yesterday was almost a complete super failure (as far as the cute girl in my sociology class goes). I walk in, sit in front of her (bad move, because I wasn't able to stare at her the whole class through the back of my fucking head), so I had to look... at the teacher, who has a peculiar hearing problem. Apparently she could NOT hear the word "profit" that this one dude tried to say as an answer to one of her questions. He really had to say it 7 or 8 times, and by that time I was just straight up laughing. But some old fart in my class mumbled out spit and words, and I couldn't even fucking hear the geezer, but the teacher heard her PERFECTLY and answered the question, and went back to not hearing shit. Oh wait.. the girl. So I didn't get a chance to say a thing to her the entire 1.5 hour class (usually is 2 hours), and finally we get dismissed and I'm like "fuck yourself, Greg, you fail". And I begin talking to the teacher about some problem I have, because I'm not on the attendance sheet (still not solved), and I see the girl walk out (while I'm talking to this deaf teacher), and she smiles and says "hi" and waves, and I do the same but I'm like 'SHIT, THIS TEACHER NEEDS TO SHUT UP SO I CAN CHASE HER!' And of course she won't let me go she talked for like 31 seconds longer and I end it real fast and power walk/jog out to the courtyard, and she's nowhere! And I'm just like FUCK, now I have to wait another whole week. She could get laid 15 times between then and now, and I'll get nothing. Maybe I'll see her during the week again. I should've just turned around and started talking to her instead of listening to the teacher in the 90 minutes I had to do so.

Now I may go into central London to buy some shit. I need to buy some shit, I haven't bought all that much shit.

If anyone from CT reads this,
geilbolf (that's how you sat "nutsack" in my new language.))))))