Scourge.

I am in class now! There's a presentation going on. Not that I've got anything to do with it since I did mine on monday.

I spent my morning preparing for poetry slam revolt's flashmob in school. Our initial plan was exciting... we had the whole black masked, slow mime and boom box thing going on. I don't know if it's gonna' fall through. I mean... the posters aren't even done. The black cardboards are still with me in class.

Blank man.

Fucking blank.

It'd be nice to feel blank.

The affliction never ends.

Screw it. I'm gonna online shop now.