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I'm so damn pissed off right now.

I swear down, I'm done. In my music class we're put in groups to write a pop song, I'm with the chavvy C who's too badass to actually do any work, A and J and D. I wanna do something like the beatles, but oh no we have to do some chavvy baseline dubstep, even though i'd already planned out what i was doing with 2 people who all agreed on each other. if the teacher's job is to get the best out of you, whats the point in making life difficult by putting you in a group who aren't obviously gonna work together? i give up.

There is a life lesson there, sometimes you will get put together to work with difficult people on projects and you'll have to compromise or come up with some sort of solution to make all parties somewhat satisfied.

My favourite pub closed down today. Minute silence.

Take this as a life lesson. Next time, buy more beer.

Stay strong my friend. We're all here for you.

Goofle should have been buying more well drinks, they make more money on them. You done ****ed up son. :dj:

Haha! I remember being in Bath/ England once. Me and me English mates were walking down a street a little tipsy, and we saw a street called "Gay Street". anyway, it made our night. We just stood giggling at the street name for about 20 minutes(exaggeration).

"Well drinks"? The **** kinda weird hillbilly bars do you go to? Where I live we generally try not to drink from wells.