I can find nothing on here that I like. At all.
It should all go in the paper shredder.
When I find the time, I need to do something real. However, I find myself once again lost.
Lost in AP testing and SATs and the like.
How sad has life become?
I find solace in the fact that I am not alone.
Yet my slow and unremarkable improvements can hardly be called thus.
It's simply not right.
Ah, sweet freedom. I yearn for you in the darkest pits of hell.
And I'm not even in the seventh ring yet.
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