Of This and Some of That

I mean, like more not right than I am. Not only does that man have a heart and a finger in a jar -seperate jars- he has a fetus. I don't know if it's real, but he has one either way.

And attention to detail? Ooh, let's put out useless nutrient suppliments that will make the lab go horribly wrong and the inattentive little students will have to do it over because I can! Jerk. It's a good thing he's a funny, crazy jerk or else we'd have problems. I don't know what kind! We just would and it'd be like that Nero experience where I'll feel ill everytime I step in the class room.

Also, I didn't sleep last night/today. Oh, it was so hard to say goodbye to my bed since I wasn't anywhere near sleep until it was time to get up. I hate that so much. But it's okay 'cause I got more coffee from Mcdonalds this time. It took a really long time though, but I didn't freak or whine or anything and ended up getting a large instead of the small I was going to get. Except, that guy put chocolate instead of caramel on top of the whipped cream. Woe as me! Chocolate instead of caramel! Oh, the tragedy! I am undone. and extremely stupid. But yeah. I didn't whine about it or whatever.

"Thank you. Have a nice day. Deuces!"

My sister is on the third level of idiocy, but that's a rant that I let out verbally last night. Idiot makes me wear the dress for the stupid pictures, then brain dead leaves without tellin' anyone but the boy who doesn't even - I'll stop. If I keep going, I'll be all ranting about stuff no one gets but me and feel the need to explain to my invisible audience and it'll be rambling and run on like this sentence until I decide to put a period. And this is why I got a B in English. Stupid Nero...

Ugh. I'm bored. Really bored. I got 25 minutes 'til my last class and I'm so very bored.

I need to write something. Like a story. I have nothing to write about. My muse is taking a nap. Mm. Nap. Before college, I didn't nap. Now I dream about naps. I wake up from naps thinking about naps. And I'm bored again.

Was this as boring for you as it was for me.