I might be back. Who knows! I’m nearly done with exams, and summer’s round the corner, so if I got something to say, it’ll be here. Now, for what I was gonna write in my facebook status but found out to be too boring for those who know me personally, and others who are just browsing through, and poor them, they have to pass along a status of mine, which is about my beard. So I decided to take it here, and welcome myself back (as far as I know).
When you’re too lazy or too busy (or both), the ONLY time you realize that it’s time to shave is when strangers start calling you “Ya 7agg”… And in my case, because I’m always Mr Lucky Guy, you find out that your trusty Philishave that has served you for 5 years without a squeak, is BROKEN… at 2 am. Does it get worse? Hell yeah it does. I have an oral exam tomorrow, so I’ll be sitting in front of a professor of medicine tomorrow looking like a friggin hippie!
Does it get worse again now? It wouldn’t if I wasn’t me, but check this out, I’m meeting my girlfriend tomorrow and a lot of friends for lunch afterwards! Could it POSSIBLY get ANY worse??? Hello! We’re talking about me, if it’s not an extreme fuck up, it wouldn’t happen to me! Tomorrow Barack Obama is visiting Egypt, and the Pyramids are on my route to uni, and we’re expecting at least a dozen checkpoints on our way. Guess who’s looking like a fuckin terrorist! Yes, ME!
Too much information? Yeh, I’m bored.
