Sorry guys...

[regasssa]

I don't mean to burst your bubble or anything. I love your bubbles. But the last day of secondary school does not mean freedom. It means LIFE. Life comes after school. It's big, and ugly, and doesn't smell very nice. So these three months that you have off before Uni, or that you have imagininated for yourselves before you start looking for a job? Treasure them.

That is all.

Edit: Fuck, I totally forgot to say CONGRATULATIONS AND GOOD LUCK and all that stuff, kay? I'm not bitching on you. When I say treasure it, I mean enjoy it! And if you're still in school, well, enjoy it even harder, damnit.

Lots of love from me, whom life caught at an early age, sank its teeth into and had a good hard shake.

I'll be over here, doing more washing up, cooking dinner for seven people and mopping the kitchen floor x.x When I have time later, there will MOST DEFINITELY be porn. And cakes. Possibly both at the same time. But no jizz tea, because that was revolting.

Comments

[misumisu84.livejournal.com]

Some bubbles need bursting.

[regasssa.livejournal.com]

Sad but true, right? Aah, I wish I could go back to having two months of life off every summer where my mum worried about the bills and stuff instead of me.

[misumisu84.livejournal.com]

Yeah... Better they know now though. I never got a break. I was a married, working mother when I graduated. *sighs*

[regasssa.livejournal.com]

We make our own breaks in life though, right? We find that secret hour we can call our own to do our own crazy things, even when it's really hard. x.x

[misumisu84.livejournal.com]

Maybe this is the break, it could be a lot harder.