Pah. I just finished my social studies homework... it was boring, typing all that up... yeah, even with textbook BSS 59.
it's stolen! I'm thinking of writing a ransom note to my social studies teacher "Ms.STOOPID! I have with me, in hiding, your precious SOCIAL STUDIES TEXTBOOK NUMBER BSS 59... if you ever want to see it again, give everyone in my class a good mark in social studies, since you don't know who I am!"

one time I had a dream that they did a polygraph test on me to see if I was hiding a social studies textbook, and the test said that I was lying once, and that I was telling the truth the other time they asked me... long story short, they wanted to search my house, and I accused them of wanting to look at my underwear and they go "awh, darn it, you got me." ... haha. yeah.

Speaking of dreams I had a weird one last night; I was a cannibal, and I had this friend named named Billy that I wanted to eat; but I had to get him to come to my house first.. so Billy and I were at school, and I asked him to come to my house for lunch, and he's like "okay!" so as we're walking down my street, there are all these skeletons and I'm like "awh, crap, I'm caught, he's not going to come to my house now!" , but he didn't notice, and we get to my house, and I can't open my door, and I'm like "uh, you gotta stay here!" and he's like "we can just go to my house!"... anyways, I woke up after that point, and I was extremely disturbed that I would have a dream where I wanted to eat someone. I have never craved anything even remotely close to human flesh... unless poptarts contain human flesh.. I should look into that matter, because it would explain everything, entirely.

Speaking of poptarts! I got some... haha, they're pretty good, but not as good as I was remembering them in my head. When that happens it's always a little depressing, but still... they're pretty good.

Anyways, Chemical-factory (hopefully you're reading this), I need to know what the favor you needed was, and if you still need it.. you signed off without telling me what you wanted.