I woke up with a pair of football shorts in my bed. I’d put them there during the night, in a half-dreaming half-waking state. I knew why I was doing it at the time, but I don’t remember why any more.
The rest of my day was spent studying. I turned down the Tiger Lounge for it, and I think I’ll turn down Eurocultured tomorrow too. Even if it’s really sunny – getting a good mark in this course really matters to me. Studies before buddies, I’m afraid pals.
*it's a crappier version of Broes before Hoes, only with more note-taking.
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