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So I've just begun to write a four page thematic essay on the French Revolution. Guhbuh.
I have all the information. I have everything I need. Except one thing.
Sources.
FUCK YOU WIKIPEDIA. FUCK YOU IN THE FUCKING EAR.
Jesus H Murphy Christ. All I'm asking for is for you to fucking source your fucking shit. But Noooooooooooooo. You dumb fucking wiki-ites need to make this hard on me. So guess what. I'm just going to source this fucking bitches book. I AM SOURCING A BOOK THAT HAS BEEN OUT FOR 318 YEARS. YES. THAT IS RIGHT.
I AM GOING TO FUCKING CRASH AND BURN AND FAIL BECAUSE WIKI-FUCKING-PEDIA DOESNT SOURCE ITS FUCKING SHIT.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
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Fuck you, Edmund Burke.
I have all the information. I have everything I need. Except one thing.
Sources.
FUCK YOU WIKIPEDIA. FUCK YOU IN THE FUCKING EAR.
Jesus H Murphy Christ. All I'm asking for is for you to fucking source your fucking shit. But Noooooooooooooo. You dumb fucking wiki-ites need to make this hard on me. So guess what. I'm just going to source this fucking bitches book. I AM SOURCING A BOOK THAT HAS BEEN OUT FOR 318 YEARS. YES. THAT IS RIGHT.
I AM GOING TO FUCKING CRASH AND BURN AND FAIL BECAUSE WIKI-FUCKING-PEDIA DOESNT SOURCE ITS FUCKING SHIT.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
>.>
Fuck you, Edmund Burke.
Isnt Jesserr so lucky? Her entire ENTIRE writers craft novel was deleted. thats 30000 words. Luckily she had about 8000 on her home computer. So since yesterday she's been busting her ass to work.
I'm afraid she's descended into the part of crazy-novelist-on-due-date. Presently she's been wearing the same clothes since tuesday night or the morning after, her hair seems to be torn between auditioning for a Final Fantasy character, a solar mirror or its own city.
She has listened to every one of her CDs, probably twice. Her diet is pizza pockets and ravioli and tea. She needs a shower. A lot. A lot a lot.
And also, graasdihtdkfjghkdjhd.
I'm afraid she's descended into the part of crazy-novelist-on-due-date. Presently she's been wearing the same clothes since tuesday night or the morning after, her hair seems to be torn between auditioning for a Final Fantasy character, a solar mirror or its own city.
She has listened to every one of her CDs, probably twice. Her diet is pizza pockets and ravioli and tea. She needs a shower. A lot. A lot a lot.
And also, graasdihtdkfjghkdjhd.
Laa Dee Daa~ Cock.
So yeah. First postling of a post. I totally stayed up till fivew this morning homeworking. Harry Friggin' Potter with a clip board. Yeah. Took me an hour on each of the frigging papers. so yeah. Fun-ness. Nothing else to type.
--Jesserr
So yeah. First postling of a post. I totally stayed up till fivew this morning homeworking. Harry Friggin' Potter with a clip board. Yeah. Took me an hour on each of the frigging papers. so yeah. Fun-ness. Nothing else to type.
--Jesserr
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