A feeling of total despair was thrust upon me today twenty five minutes into a chemistry examination. My mind was emptied of any appropriate knowledge, and I’d felt this preoccupied sentiment before. An absolute déjà vu of being lost in my own distant and relatively vacant mind. However prior to this it had merely happened over the male species, sex, domestics etc.
Today I failed because I was attentively pressuring over names for my potential ‘Teacup Pig’. I want or should be embarrassed or in regret, but it seems I’m proud that one of my teachers has been blessed with reading through fifty-eight impending forenames for this piggy
They grow to around twelve inches over two years and at infancy can rest quite comfortably in a tea cup. Selling from £195-700. I’d really like one though and I think I’d call him Berty.
