I Hate The Maffia

Eeeenglish. Too early for this nonsense we call "concentration". I have just lent my book to Nadia, anyway, so I won't be doing much work.

I really like this keyboard.

It clacks at just the right volume, so you look like you are doing work, and typing lots, yet it is not too loud to draw unwanted attention to yourself. As, I am not doing work. I am just blogging. As per usual. However, I have done most of the work anyway, so I am just stalling the moment that I have to hand in the really hashed up piece of writing that I have done. Perhaps I should start again. No, wait, that would require unnecessary effort. So, uh, that's that plan out of the window and down the drain.

I do actually like this keyboard a lot.

I can see Kris opposite me - she is rubbing her eye, and looking generally sleepy. What a tired man she is. Hello Kris. She just coughed pathetically. Lalallaa. I can also see Fati, and she is just gazing at the screen in a dazed way, glancing furtively at the clock every minute or so. Why am I so tired? I got lots of sleep, I'm sure.

Hmm.

I am so very bored of Things Fall Apart.

Sigh.

I wonder if Kris will read this today. Lalalala.

Hello Kris again if she does.

Zzzzzz.