Let it come to an end

A decent blog is quite overdue.
Last semester i set out goals and objectives.
To be a better person,

epic fail.

I consistently wag lectures.
Never do my homework.
Leave assignments to the last minute.
Bullshit excessively.
Uni assessment is really just a utopia of lies.
I have yet to catch up with friends.

I just want this semester to come to a end.
I'm sick facades and false friendships.
I'm sick of the bitching.
I'm sick of the lack of sleep.
I'm sick of being unprepared.
I'm sick of thinking about you.
I need to get you out of my system.
One way or another.

Stalker's are weird and worry me.
I'm tired of always wanting more.
I'm sick of being you're dirty little secret.
I'm sick of people that wonder why i wont fuck them,

When their in a relationship.
I'm sorry i have stupid morals that limit where my dick goes.
Last thing i want to happen is karma

Putting me in that exact situation.

Good new's i found a decent job.
Though the more i think about it.
The slightly my chances seem.
Regardless i'm hopeful.

The next two weeks are going to be horrid.
Though after that I can work on peicing my life back togeather.
Clubbing, Drinking, Friends, Life's new experiences.
I'm also quite inflatuated with All Time Low - Dear Maria, Let me in.