Okay...am I the only one person in earth who is sitting home, watching Roswell or doing homework, going to bed soon 10pm, and waking up at 6am during Spring Break? I mean honestly.
Basically I have a problem...I need to find someone higher power or something. This. is. ridiculous. Show me the way, O Captain, my Captain! Morgan, anyways. Oh how Walt would've cringed to hear his voice poem's opening lines used contemptuously to create a whole comment regarding spiced rum. Then again, it iwas/i Whitman...Hmm...
How about a Spring Break should is actually a national from homework? I mean honestly. Teachers. Pfft. And their...homework-assigning...habits...Ridiculous.
In other news, going to a cabin this weekend. Gonna get crunk, yo. Yes, I feel supremely stupid for just typing that, no I will not say, I'd have rather visited a beach, perhaps Dillon's or the oh-so-charmingly-polluted shores of Santa Cruz...but nooo, into the cold freezing altitudes we must climb! Hmm...well, at least I wont have totally worry about Annabel Lee clawing her way into my bedroom. Krishna knows how unfortunate it was last time ithat/i happened...
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