"Nought's had All's Spent, where my desire's got without content."
familiar?
Perhaps if you read MacBeth you might have come across such colourful phrases.
Today was perhaps amazing. Not that i enjoyed but it was tiring.
It didnt help that my good friends are all goofing away at home whilst i was working. It sucked. But still life had to go on. At a quarter past 4 I had my hair cut.
i meant to go on.... but like wat the first line said......i am all spent. no more story telling. shoo!