Essay

...and the eleventh plague was from god upon college students and it was essays and they suck.

yes I know I messed up the tenses and the language, but that's what makes it funny. Anyway, I'm finally on the fifth draft of this stupid essay and I finally decide what I'm writing about. So O throw out all of my previous supporting extra texts, which were Tolkien and Da Vinci andinstead talk about Angelou, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, "Big Fish", "Scooby Doo" and Pamela Anderson's boobs. How's that for different. Anyway, the essay was stressing me out a lot. In fact it's still stressing me out, but I've accepted it. That's all. Thanks.

Ya know the time when I post these things is never right. What's with that?