Blearg
Well Exams are nearly over and all I can say is:

Popeye: Looks like I'll have to open a can of whoopass on you guys.
Guy #1: Whoopass? That can is clearly labeled "Spinach".
Guy #2 & #3: Uh-oh

Anyways, I am out of here Friday morning to go to Park City Utah and get some snowboarding in. I can't do many tricks, hell I would even go as far as saying I suck at it, but its fun falling on my ass and hitting on girls on ski lifts. Travis is going to, purely coincidence, but he intends to stay inside and play Xbox all day, fag. Three more exams, which include the two hardest, Physics and AP Pyschology, and the easisest, Creative Writing. On a side note, I suck at poetry, yet for some reason I get like high nineties on my poems, go figure. Anyways, I only updated because I was told to, so um yeah I got nothing else besides a line from a good song, though it is a bit angsty:

"Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder

I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love
I wish I had your angel
Your Virgin Mary undone
I`m in love with my lust
Burning angel wings to dust
I wish I had your angel tonight

I`m going down so frail and cruel
Drunken disguise changes all the rules."
-Nightwish, Wish I had an Angel