Pissed off, fed up, wanna go home, got fuck all money...

The title says it all concisely.

I'm sick of having nothing to do. I'm not going to go out walking all on my own, 'cos I'm sick of being on my own and walking about.

I'm not sleeping properly, I'm getting an acute case of insomnia. I'm sick of having nothing interesting to say, and I'm pissed off that I've got no money.

When I get home, I'll have no money, fuck all to do, no job, I have to move house, the stress of getting home, and the fact that this summer, due to pennilessness, I'll be having no summer holiday, no drinking, no fun and no good times.

When will life stop taking a huge shit on me, and bestow me with good fortune? There's no point staying here longer than I have to, but equally I'm not too thrilled at having sod all to do all summer. Plus I'll have bills and rent to pay, all on £0 a week in earnings. Fooking fantastic.

I can't even look for a temp job 'cos they'll have all been taken up over summer by other students. For fuck's sake...