Not exactly as bad-arse as the original, but at least it applies.
I have mixed feelings, as usual... ABOUT WHAT, YOU ASK? hmmm well, perhaps it has something to do with the fact that FINALS ARE COMING AND I AM FLIPPING OUT and I GET TO WRITE FOR THE SCHOOL NEWSPAPER NEXT YEAR!! -- finally, real readers.... just kidding. I have learned to appreciate you... like an ungrateful bratty child (can you sense the bitterness in my tone?)
Also, Jane Eyre. That's all that needs to be said about that.
So guess where I'm writing from? THE TOILET! -- don't worry, just the bathroom vicinity. I do some of my best thinking in this room; some real, quality nogin joggin'.
I must go purge my television of Billy Ray Cyrus. Oh, and lets not forget, READ JANE EYRE. I will give a thoroughly irritated review of this book later, believe me (just as soon as I finish sparknoting-- I mean, READING it).
TA TA FOR NOW
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