No no no, my eager readers. This is not about me losing my virginity. As if. I took that philosophy test I was dumping on earlier. Of the 15 questions on the study guide, there were three on the test. There were only three questions en totalus on the test. Retarded! I half almost tried to learn all that jazz and you crap all over me by saying it was time poorly spent because you decided to have a 10 point test (you in this sentence refers to my philosophy teacher. I shouldn't have to point this out. Stupid reader. Can't even tell what I'm meaning to say). Bright side: no class on thursday. Great. Now I've got even more free time. It's like getting socks for Christmas. I suppose it's useful, but I can't really appreciate it because its just so ordinary.
Today I went grocery shopping right around five o'clock. Bad decision. Harried parents were all over the place crashing into kiosks, trying to grab all the ingredients for a frozen pizza dinner. I have always maintained that I was raised on frozen pizza. My mom would always get these pizzas from Aldi's that had this orange pizza sauce. Didn't taste anything like a pumpkin. And they were the best.
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