Damnit, I screwed up. But if I think too much about it I'll be totally depressed, so here's the new idea: I rock. I'm like, the best driver that ever existed. I believe in me, cause I know I can do it, I know exactly what I'm doing, and there's no way I'm gonna waste another 600 SEK of my Mum and Dad on a failed test. There is only one test left: the one I am going to pass.Man, I feel so low right now. All I wanna do is go out and get drunk... but I can't even do that, since I was stupid enough to walk barefooted on the asfalt earlier, resulting in blisters all over my feet. Mum went freakin mental on me when she heard. 'Those are burns!' I've tried to cool them down, with ice and cold water, but it doesn't seem to work. I dunno how the hell I'm gonna make it at work tomorrow.
I dunno what the hell I'm to do with my life.
Hate it, love it, hate it, hate it...
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