Well, it's finally over, and I have a reasonable chance of getting an a1. Not too bad, quite cool.

Oh, and I'm gonna get me some pirated software tonight.

I ache for it...

He sits and thinks. The feeling in him is the best ever, like a thousand orgasms end on, going on and on, engulfing him in an endless sea of love... He never wants to stop, but knows that like all past failures, he will fail within a fortnight, and he pain gnaws at his heart, eating him from within, leaving him happy on the outside while his heart grows colder by the day...

The music and its bass pound his ears, pound his heart, pound his soul and augment his emotions, releasing his feelings... He feels better, ready to face another day...

The new day has arrived...

written at 5:31 p.m.