A day in the life of myself.

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A day in the life of myself.

        I am awoken by the foul stench of my dog, which has just let-rip at the top of the stairs. There is no chance of falling asleep again, as the radio is blaring out music so loud that the floor vibrates!

        As I rise out of my bed, and find the dull looking school uniform, amongst other poor excuses for clothes within my wardrobe.

        I fail miserably as I walk to bathroom and wind up on my backside, obviously, still feeling the effects of last nights £60 bill in town, the taste of alcohol still present in my mouth, ‘spitting feathers’? I most defiantly was!

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        After my brief but essential visit, I sensibly evacuate my house at great speed, as some one has woken my dad up and he is not a happy bunny, I run to the bus stop, as I know it can’t be long before the bus arrives and then I’d have to walk!

        Same old bus journey, same old faces, the chance to earwig on what other people did or didn’t do at the weekend.

        Same school, same faces and the same run down to the ally for a quick cigarette before school starts, not just me, droves of students, all ...

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