uhgh! hmm... my english project finally went in my happy nerves and wrecked it with its perfection... damn!!!

i'm still working on it but i can't do it with 3 pages. What kind of childhood fear could reach 3 pages???? I was not that paranoid when i was a kid! Darn it, i hate Sir Dexter.

I whined like there was no tomorrow and my head is aching. I wish I was that creative to put some flowery words on my work...