pfft artists...

Feeling rather tired I'll make this short. Do not eat you're own socks. Ever. I'm telling you, its not worth it. See... starving to death sounds much more pleasant.

My writing class was lookin up, I was suposed to write a paper on proving I'm happy. I wrote a paper that I'm really proud of. Unforntuanatly, it needs another 2 pages. SO I need a lot of fluff. Like A LOT of fluff. Turned in the rough draft and the teachers like "You just need more useless facts, but you have your paper right here" Dont you hate when that happens? You get all up and happy about getting something done and very well done and some one says "nice start, cant wait to see the rest!" You just sit there staring blankly at them. Almost enough to make you scream and cry. I shoulda known this would happen, but I marched blindly right into it.