Ding-Dong the strike is dead!
THE STRIKE IS OVER MOTHERFUCKERS!
[a message to my good friend whom I've gotten closely acquainted in the past 18 days, Mr.Strike.]
I hate you, You ruined the past 18 days of my education.
Now there's one week to say adios to all my class mates who live crazy far from here if they haven't all ready gone home.
You were fun for the first little while as these things are, it's worn off.
In fact it wore off like a week and a half ago.
Fuck you, along with all of the annoyances to come that have spawned off of this whole fiasco.
I'm glad you croaked, never come back. No one should have to go through that. Seriously.
Now there's one week to say adios to all my class mates who live crazy far from here if they haven't all ready gone home.
You were fun for the first little while as these things are, it's worn off.
In fact it wore off like a week and a half ago.
Fuck you, along with all of the annoyances to come that have spawned off of this whole fiasco.
I'm glad you croaked, never come back. No one should have to go through that. Seriously.
-Erica
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