I went into college much against my will today but actually had a good time. Titled 'global awareness day' we actually only focused on Africa, while ironically quite expansive isn't the entire World... but none the less it was a good experiance using Lego for role play and being given the opportunity to design a bunch of t-shirts to be auctioned to raise money for the WarChild charity.
I got to debate in the afternoon over lowering the voting age to 16 which I (quite pathetically) am wholeheartedly for. I was informed that most sixteen year olds 'don't care' for what occurs in their country; i stiffled a giggle, coincidently they 'won't care' in 20 years so what difference does it make, why not give us young'uns who aren't ignorant cunts a chance to prove that no we don't want to pay road toll and yes, we're sick of you spending our taxes on horrific proposals of creative display.. e.g. a red memorial-wall in a hospital worth £13million that you later remove because it 'gives staff and patients a headache'. But then i'm not 18 yet so how can i give a shit about anything? Apparently age matters more than the capability to formulate an opinion, or give a fuck.
I'm sat drawing up these shirts and aching, it was the first match of the season yesterday and my butt and thighs feel like i've been clenched in a digger-claw. I'm walking like the girl who was paid £30,000 to let 30 guys fuck her in succession. Packing almost done, literally one day to go.
'Stoked on it'.
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