Friday the 13th.
My head hurts.
I think I am stressed up.

Ebay & Paypal issues,
Poor modelling abilities,
Computer being spammed by porn ads,
Leave application issues...
Ryanair tickets just went up by 4 times!

The last thing I needed,
Was a man coming up to me in Soho,
On the pretext of buying cigarettes from me,
But kept asking me if I was looking for young girls.
And whenever I said no,
He would say something like,
'What the fuck is wrong, I'm paying for the cigarettes!'
Then he mumbled,
And he left without paying for the fags.
Freakin' cheap wanker!

Bought a Gia DVD from HMV,
In hope of cheering myself up.
Where are my paracetamols?