I Could Put It To Better Use Betting on Celine Dion Concerts.

Last week it turns out I only went to approximately one class. To write a test. Which I got a mark on. A mark that was sweet. So, in conclusion: WHY GO TO CLASS?

"Last week it turns out". That sucks man. Really though, it's probably just some version of non-standard grammar that a specific group of people accept as normal. So, if the grammar police are breathing down my neck, I present them with this: MY GET OUT OF JAIL FREE CARD THANKS TO THE NON-STANDARD GRAMMAR CLAUSE "Just because you think it's incorrect, doesn't mean it isn't grammar, perv."

I'm at school and I'm thinking, "What if I were to become President of the Students Association?" I'd probably decree that everyone who comes to school to mack on some other student should spend every day locked in the Macewan Institute for Research on Family and Youth. No smiling.
The next thing I'd do would be to set up some sort of compensation plan for the Students Association members, wherein people on the board would get tons of money for getting to meet cool people and pretend that they hold some sort of sway in the world. Oh, wait. They already get $27,000 dollars to be on the council for one year. That's sweet. YOU DON'T WARRANT THAT KIND OF BLATANT WASTE OF MONEY.

Hey, until next time, keep your wits about you and I'll keep mine about me.