I need to hoover my room BUT Henry's broken.
I need to iron my laundry, but the Iron's broken too.
We have no cutlery left, 'cause it's all dirty and nobody'll clean up their mess.
It's a lovely sunny day, so I'm thinking "fuck you!" to my flatmates, and I'm going to the beach.
Thank god, it's only 50 days until I leave this Hell Hole of a Flat.