See, I figured it'd be a bit harder than that, but I didn't imagine it would take a whole fucking day to write. I mean, I devoted a whole fucking day to writing it. I wrote my outline on Friday, I can barely remember Saturday, and I was going to write that piece of shit on Sunday. Five hours tops, right? Fuck my life. I could've half-assed it and been done hours ago, but this is one of those classes where I've actually worked hard to maintain an A, and this shit is like 25% of my grade. So I sat here, I started writing this bitch over 14 hours ago, and I haven't barely moved since. It's not like I've been watching TV or aimlessly browsing websites either. This is the first fucking break I've taken outside of relieving myself. And I fucking have to be in Journalism in like four hours. I guess I should probably change my name to something that doesn't include .sixpackspeak. Whatever. Fuck my life.
To make this sports related, Fon Ingram is in my Liba and he's a funny guy. He doesn't hardly ever show up or do any of his work or anything, but he did pick Dick in that Arky game the other day.










