Дневник(ДЛЯ СЕБЯ!) Когда я в макзавтраке и пишу “дневник”, я загадочным образом pinned down. В том смысле что – плюхнувшись – уже не имею желания/возможности сдвинуться куда-либо

Отожравшись на 4 бюргера –  сидевши и релаксировашвши. Слушавши (и ожидавши Прерывания со стороны рядом-сидящих Пидоров) Last Christmas. (punctuation intended) Никем не будучи замеченным, будучи еще и Отпившим неск. глотков из Prazdnichnaya С некоторых пор беру эту “водку” т.к. в ней нет “”””дозатора””” и можно пить из-горла. (punctuation, по-прежнему, intended)

Now playing: I think i did it again. This shit plays only for as long as I am typing my negative review on it: Skip that terrible shit. Why: I cannot stand that __slut__–,the Britney– she will ruin your Hearts (She's not that innocent)

I'm still here (mcfucking donalds on south-west) and i'm observing some studying-like shit by some ranepa/mgimo bitches. I am trying to heardrop(stalker-like shit) to understand what is going on. 

Current time is 09:17. Location: McDonalads near the Ranepa/mirea/mgimo.

These bitches souns like they are having an exam (they are talking in a real cold manner – if they are practicing some exam-talking.

• I'am going to listen to their shit and to distract them by drinking vodka from vodka bottle. I am sitting really сплющенно and no one tries to make me leave this place.

My favourite Oversize-shirt is ruined by an oily drop from a bürger. What a pity.

All of a sudden, while I was relaxing at Mc-Breakfast, my “mother” sent me some shitty link about a _bridge in Khvorino”.

09:25. I tried to pour some vodka on my oily stain. ...

Time feels like it's streched by a factor of 10 at least.

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Шевчук - Осень Мертвые Дожди

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