Mullionvagrant

So i'm slouching in a chair exhausted in the staffroom at school waiting for the day to begin. The form from hell awaits me. There are only 5 weeks to go and i counting every painful second i have left  in this sole sapping hole. Surprisingly i've not a single regret about my decision to quit this place where i have spent the last two years of my existance. Maybe i'm not looking forward to cleaning up the rented house i have called home and packing my few objects into a box. The cleaning process promises to be pretty intense. Despite this i can't wait for the 21st when i will be winding my way back to my beloved Cornwall (well for 3 days anyway). Somewhere along the way i've forgoten to enjoy life. Some aspects through an alchoholic haze have been enjoyable enough, but they ... read more