blah, I have to re-write a paper of mine for caribbean lit, which wouldnt be so bad except for the fact that my prof had like a field day with my paper, like substituting words and like re-writing all of my sentences. To say the least its a bitch to go thru all this stuff, and re-type my sentences so that I sound like him...irritating. Anywho. blah to school. I wanna go home, and get clean. and have my own room. and not have to think.