ну как же мне не нравится моя лень. вместо того, чтобы выделить на неприятные дела день, собраться и сделать - ну, в общем-то, и так понятно что. тумблер, ой, картиночка про бафту, почитаю скайпик, ткнуть на ссылки, миииии эндрю, проверить, пришло ли письмо...тридцатый раз за последние пару часов, тумблер, тумблер, тумблер, скайп..
today's mood in general - annoyance again. again for the same reason as yesterday. it all brings my self-esteem to that point where it was when i used to think of myself as of a highest life-form. now again, what's wrong with people surrounding me? please please, stop being retarded, I really don't want to become an arrogant bitch
and i want Molly to write down her todays dream about Benedict for me
today's mood in general - annoyance again. again for the same reason as yesterday. it all brings my self-esteem to that point where it was when i used to think of myself as of a highest life-form. now again, what's wrong with people surrounding me? please please, stop being retarded, I really don't want to become an arrogant bitch
and i want Molly to write down her todays dream about Benedict for me
и это вмещается в два предложения...
но в принципе могу