One weekend.
Seven days.
One hundred and sixty eight hours.
Ten thousand and eighty minutes.
Six hundred and four thousand eight hundred seconds.
Then. It's here.
This time next Monday, I'll be BACK IN WORK.
I'm not bothered though. No skin off my nose. Neither here nor there. Doesn't phase me. No biggy.
Chances are I won't think about it again this week.
*scuttles off*
*locks self in padded room*
*runs at wall for three hours*
*pokes head out of door*
*locks self in padded room*
*runs at wall for three hours*
*pokes head out of door*
How long left now?
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