most of all, the world is a place were ports and holes are described.

Why is it that Thursday is always the worst day of my week? At least this paradigm didn't pick Monday; at least i only have one day left in the haul. This weekend's looking ridiculously good despite compositions and APUSH homework. Tomorrow's looking like it's going to peak sometime soon after a field hockey game. Until then, it's looking like a load of bunk. Now, it's time to hit some books.