Ugh. Not only is my computer broken, but I FORGOT MY ROUGH DRAFT AT SCHOOL. I must be an idiot. But wait, I already knew that.

But anyways, in case you haven't already seen me/goggled at me/touched my hair, I got my hair straightened. And it's like...really straight. Those who don't know...don't pass out on me now...You'd have to see it or touch it (like a zillion other people have) to believe it.

Ugh. I feel ill. That, and I'm totally bored. The only other option I have is to read that lame book that we're reading in class. It's called Anthem and it's be Ayn Rand. Isn't that a screwy way to spell "Anne?" But I actually think it's cool. The name I mean. But the book isn't halfway bad either. I mean, they talk in third person and refer to themselves as "we." HOW FREAKING AWESOME IS THAT? They must be people, not persons *sniffs disdainfully though isn't quite sure which she is [thinks she's at least perple]*

UWAAAHHH UWAAAHHH. You have no idea what that means, do you? But then again, neither do I.

Sleepy. Sleepy sleepy sleepy...tiredness. UWAH.

And Hannah...*ENCOURAGE ENCOURAGE* UWAHAHAHAHA!

If you do, you WILL, be LEFT, at ANGOLA.

MC YOU COW!!!!! *utter pin-drop silence*

And such. Alas and anon.

Oi. And because I feel like it. UWAH.

My name...my name is AYN. Hahaha...AYN.

God, I'm just taking up space here. And it isn't even funny. I'm beginning to feel like a washed-up comedian. That has no job. And no wife. And no dog, either. That's like...the lowest kind, sadly enough.

So there. I have spoken my portion. And my peace. As well as my piece and peas.

P squared. Square peas.

Okay, I'll shut up now and wander away aimlessly as I am so prone to doing...