And so it began...

Exams. Evil. Satan. What do these words have in common? They can all be found in Hell(along with Home Depot.) Song of the day, "Creep," by Radiohead. This is the one song that I can sing to on Rock Band, and finally got it. (They didn't sell the damn song on iTunes.) So yeah, exams have started. Evil pieces of s***. (Sorry, needed to be said.) However, I had my English exam today, and it was pretty damn easy. Good mark on that one, probably. Upcoming, I got geography(really, really, really hate geography.), follwed by math(should be good.), business(should be good.), science(should be easy, because we ain't got no chemistry on it, thanks to the midterm.), then, the most evil of them all. Babies cry when they hear it. It sucks man's will to live(it sure as hell did to me!). It will be the demise of all Canadians one day: French(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! RUN, DAMN YOU, RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Yeah, french sucks. Well, my granny from Scotland came up today. She's looking good. And I have decided to let you know, I have decided my exact plans for university. Western Law. Reasons why: 1: If I went to Queens, I am halfway to Ottawa and Montreal. Ottawa is okay, but Montreal is great. If I went to Montreal once, McGill would surely do something to me, just cause I went to Queens. 2: Queens is 3:45 away. Western is 2:30 away. 3: If I go to Western, I am halfway to Cleveland(The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame! a.k.a., HEAVEN. As Ian Hunter said, "Cleveland Rocks!") 4: London is a very forst like town. Good sight-seeing for running. 5: my dad got a M.B.A. there, so they might know who I am, and that might help me get in. 6: I like Western. There you have it, 6 good reasons as why I should go to the University of Western Ontario(Go Mustangs!). Now, if you know me. You know that I go to St. Andrew's College for high school. If you know that, you know the dining hall has terrible food. There is something worse at S.A.C. than the dining hall: sub lunches. (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
RUN, DAMN YOU, RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Also can be found in hell(aisle 17 of Home Depot, on the corner of Hitler street and Phelps Boulevard.) I once went to take a number 1 for 20 minutes, almost collapsing my bladder, in a foriegn bathroom, in Florida, with two other men in the room. That was more fun than eating a sub lunch. Well, have to go now. Have a good weekend.