I hate bank holidays.
I tried getting a bus home this morning, but lo and behold, the 6:05am 86A bus never arrived, so I had to hail a cab instead, which was fairly expensive to say the least. I felt like crypto spending all that money on a ride home. I then slept for most of the day, in true student fashion, only getting up to make myself dinner and watch The Simpsons.
I know my youth is wasted on me, and the guilt is killing me.
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