Ok holidays don't sit well with me. I have a moth to the flame complex that gets under my skin. It's like kerosene and spice bubbling under it. Yuck not nice but had to deliver the metaphor. During exams i knowingly confuse wishing for them to be over with wanting holidays. And once Dear Old Hols come i get sick of it within 2 days and want out. Talk about self imposed paradoxes. Haha.
Anyways to kill the honey thick slow passing of time I'm going to post some "Blogart"( as i call 'em). Enjoy :)
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