  Kick me! That's what a candy advertisement on a comic book says. The Post It is conveniently placed on the tongue. That's how I feel. Kick me. In the tongue.
I don't know why. I just feel like getting my little lengua the heck. It's something ridiculous and maybe painful. But I really like getting my mouth bleeding bad. Anyway, I was only being sadomasochistic. I'm really happy today; sorta'.
I am getting good *bleep* performance at school. Um, okay, not that good. I'm going to have my first midterm tomorrow (Saturday) on PE 4. It's Badminton. I also have a delayed project for that subject. I don't know if it will still be accepted.
Then, there are two other computer-related projects. One about Computer Generations and the other about Modern hardware and software. Plus bio of Bill *bleep*ing Gates. Who wants to know that guy's history? Anyway, I need em both on Monday. And I haven't found anything useful.
Dear beautiful and lovely Rox, I really, really implore you to change the earlier lines on my work from "fourth grade" to second grade. And I think I learned to say *bleep* than say (*bleep*) so may I suggest you change my cuss words to that *bleep* thing. It's far more...moral. And also, you can bother to place my name to the Anonymous thingamajig. I don't care. It's either I'm ready to face criticism, and I would rather tell the truth.
This is me. Know me. Please judge me for drying out loud. Tell the world who I am!!! Or maybe I'm totally losing it and I'm ready to face the gun barrels of the fathers of the girls I mentioned. Bring it on.
I didn't say anything immoral. I have nothing to be embarrassed about. And, boys, when I say "fantasy" I'm not talking about the ones where you get your jollies, okay? It's literal. Like unicorns and faeries fantasies? I'm the kinda guy who thinks like a child but processes like a senile and ridiculously old sage.
Ha, there. I've said every living trash in my nervous system. I guess I can probably reboot now. ------------------- 
