Secrets secrets are no fun, unless you share with everyone!

So, since last night around two or whatever, I've been feeling great. I must be bipolar, or crazy. Either way, it's Mrs. Gage's fault. I'm almost done with the ridiculous amount of work she assigned, and I managed to fix a lot of man vs. man conflict while doing this. Also. Why am I awake? I went to bed at 4:30, and now it is 9:22, and seven hours ago I was talking to my cousin and going WHY IS IT 2:22. So yeah. My arms feel funny. Big caffeine + little body = 4.5 hours of sleep. But it was worth it.

Incantation and Dance (and English)

A knife tearing my skin,
The effect is still the same,
Burns and bruises are nothing,
Next to the sound of your name.

Now, that's not the answer to "Why is Fahrenheit 451 science fiction," but it is what I ended up writing. Mrs. Gage and some other people have given me the greatest headache I've ever had. I'm almost done with the short answer, and am about to enter the massive essays. The big guns, if you will. The big guns that are pointed right at my face. I will finish this test tonight if it kills me.

PS: Incantation and Dance is catchy. I will be using that bass line thing in a project.

Dear K. Nathan McHenry, I'd like to thank you

So after babysitting, and getting minimal work done on my 90,000 cc's of English work, I took a break to see the New World Jive play at the Wake Zone. I know have the ability to relax, plus the caffeine to stay up all night and get this work done.

Woohoo!

Also, Jordan Turner is the most skilled hugger I have ever met.

Yeah, I know what you mean (I think)

Y would yuu tell mehbyuu love meh if yuu dnt. Y would yuu say that yuu care If yuu dnt. Y would yuu say that I'm the only one if I wasn't. Y would yuu break my heart knowin that it took meh a while to find it. I can't belive what my SSS saw today. I hate the word "love":(!!!~ { crying}~

I wish I had the ability to read these, but after much though I think I can understand this one.

Dear Biology, I would love to throw you in a microwave with a bomb strapped on your penis.

So, biology is dumb. So dumb I'm not even gonna capitalize it. Or, it's not dumb, I just don't like it. Plus, Mrs. Norton is even worse than the H-Dock. I swear to god, if the next unit has anything to do with NADPH or FADPH or NAD or NADH or FAD or FADH or PGA or PGAL or Pyruvic acid I'm just going to gut myself, and rot.

What matters: Sunlight leads to plants getting energy. This is good because they give off oxygen into the atmosphere.

What we learned: Sunlight hits the Thylakoid gland and electrons (why the hell aren't they with the rest of their atom anyway?) and then they get carried by NADPH to the ETC and blah blah blah. ... And then 38 (minus four ATP used during glycosis) = 34 net gain of ATP.

At least I have funtastic Geometry and no-effort English!

Oh. Speaking of no effort English, I actually have to write about 16 paragraphs. Hopefully my good friend Michaela can make that more fun.

I hear Jerusalem bells ringing, Roman cavalry cries singing.

So today, I had to go to math tutoring. I currently have a 90.414, which is a failing grade. It was supposed to be an hour afterschool. Me, and the guy helping, who isn't paid were both finished with everything without a hitch in fifteen minutes. With nothing to do for forty five minutes before a ride, I was in a predicament. I plugged in some Green Day, and walked in every hallway, outer area, and every part of the school.

'Twas amazing.

Is it over?

Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure

Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse

*This is from Green Day's Jesus of Suburbia*