I’m leaving in just a couple of hours, and I feel like I’m going to throw up my breakfast any minute now.
I’m lost for words; but I have a song!
Don’t look at me like that! Cliché would have been if I had posted Good Riddance (Time of your Life).
Wish me luck, fuckers!
(I’m sorry, I see there wasn’t any need to insult you. I thought I could pull it off… I can’t).