I 
woke up this morning after a late night of studying feeling absolutely shit. As per usual I was utterly disappointed after scavenging the kitchen in a quest to find something other to eat than wheat-bix. Oh, wait that’s a lie. I found some tasty left over rum and raisin flavoured ice cream from the previous night. Its not exactly a wholesome breakfast but I really needed something sweet to reassure myself that life was still good.
After finishing a bowl of goodness, checking my email and reading about the IQ of the ANC youth league president I noticed something on my other desk. My mom had left a couple of sample sachets of nivea for men rejuvenating Q10 cream on my table in what was probably an attempt to steer me in the direction of some form of metosexualism. Anyway so I thought “what the heck” went into the bathroom to sample some of these products.
The stuff was amazing and immediately made me feel well… rejuvenated, so the product does what it says. Plus it has a manly fragrance which subconsciously restores some of your manhood that was stripped after engaging in what some might classify as somewhat feminine activity.
So the product is now on my mental to-get list. So I’ll probably get myself bottle sometime this week when I’m not to preoccupied with evil exams.
