so the student council's changing soon.
new editor, new editorial board. do i still want to be part of that?
we had a sort-of meeting today. just a bunch of old members, to figure out innovative ways to hold selections for the new board.
somehow they just forgot to call me. ofcourse, they realised soon enough, and i received apologetic phone calls summoning me to the food court asap.
wow. and i worked with them for a whole year. did i really leave NO personal imprint?
maybe its a sign. time to move on to other things.
like alcohol. and nicotine. might as well throw in some meaningless sex.
what could possibly be better?
i think im addicted to pain.
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