Summative Period has begun! oh, rats.

The title says it all, this sucks. Last night, I was up until 10:00 completing my geo summative, but I got it done and handed it in today. I now have another one due tomorrow that I am taking a break from to write on my blog. Gym summative, gotta explain baseball, easy, but lots to do. Done a lot of it, should have mot of it done in a hour. Just bought a lot of music last night, and I am listening to it.I bought about half of the playlist for the video game Rock Band (remember, get it. Do I have to remind what will happen if you don't?), a music video, (last postings song of the day.), and 1 Weird Al Song. The song I bought is called "Achy Breaky Song." It is a parody of Billy Ray Cyrus' song, "Achy Breaky Heart." Did you know that her daughter, Destiny Hope Cyrus (soon to be Miley Ray Cyrus.), has a channel on YouTube with a friend, and (this is the part that doesn't make any sense.) she is outselling such great bands as Led Zeppelin, and the BEATLES?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!????!!!!???!?!?! (By the way, song of the day, "Paranoid", by Black Sabbath, one of the new songs I bought.) (Good song, eh?) (I thought so.) (That's why I bought it.) (If you don't have it, you should buy it too.) (No, really.) (It's a good song.) (And somebody please explain to me why half of what I have written is in brackets?!) (Please?) So yeah, HOW THE HELL DID SHE OUT SELL THE BEATLES?!!?!?!?!?!?!!?!!???!?! THEY CHANGED THE MEANING OF MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY AM I STILL WRITING THIS IN CAPSLOCK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ANSWER ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO TIME TO CRY, ONLY TIME TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just randomly heard that last sentence somewhere. And for some reason, my friend is in love with her. Then again, he is love with every girl he knows. (INCLUDING HIS FRENCH TEACHER?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!) Well, that's what happens when you were young. So, ponder over Miley Cyrus' mystical powers to out sell the Beatles, and go watch some Star Trek. Don't play that song, that achy breaky song, the most annoying song I know. And if you play that song, that achy breaky song, I might blow up my radio. (OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh!?!) See y'all later.