“Any good bit of life you get either happens when you’re sleeping, or when you’re dreaming.”
I cooked that up. It’s pretty self-explanatory, huh?
What’s with school and all that shit?
Exams are around the corner. My GEMS project is in a mess.
And the worst of all is: I’m not what you call, a mugga.
Blah.
Chocolate?
Hm. More like sleep.
And not be socially-deprived.
