Como Estais Amigos

Today was a truly horrible day. Everybody decided to make it bitch at Ari day, piss Ari off Day, or totally ignore Ari day (the worst of all). I got to go exactly nowhere, do exactly nothing, and generally feel like the scum of the earth. That fucking whore didn’t make it any better.

I love those who feel it’s appropriate to ask if anything’s wrong. Nope, nothing’s wrong. Nothing whatsoever.

Got my discrete math book. Guess you could count that as a highlight. If you were masochistic.

I’m dead.

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