I haven't blogged in a while.
There's something entirely unwholesome about working on Stats at three in the morning.
I heard of the TANKEST end-of-Year 12 prank in history. The students got one letter each on their jerseys, and when put together, it spelled out "Fuck you Mr. [Whatevertheprincipal'snamewas]." Fugging oarsome.
A week's break is nowhere near enough. There's a boatload of things I wanna get through during this break. Here's hoping I have enough time.
Putting sticky notes on my desktop actually helps me to focus. A little bit.
I want NBA 2K9. WWE SmackDown! vs. Raw 2009.
Summer = Australia? The Philippines? The United States of America? Afghanistan?
As fast as it's gone, I'm still quite sick of this semester. Is it November yet?
- marty..
END COMMUNICATION.
The One After a Short Hiatus
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