Trams are dumb. Either they're late, or they'll turn down some side street and end up way out north, when all you wanted was to get off a couple of stops ahead. GRAh!
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Christmas? You must be joking! Aren't we still in September? Whoops... maybe not.
My room is currently silent. What does it mean? That I am contemplating the sounds outside my room? That silence is golden? That I am experiencing an inner peace? Well, first of all, it must mean my freaky music (yes, more) has finished playing. And................ IT'S 12.54AM!!!!
Idiot.
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Trams *are* dumb.
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