*crash* Oh hey. Is this your bed? Sorry. I'm really... *yawn* reaaaaaaally tired. I dunno if I can make it back to my house. Can I... can I sleep here tonight?
You know, just a thought here, but have you ever wondered why mad scientist are so insane? Is it the over complex gadgetry/experiments he has to create each day? Or is it something far deeper than that? Perhaps a depressing back story? Who knows? Nobody. Which is exactly why I want to know.
I've realized something today... essays are fucking cake walks. I can write about five paragraphs on what I want to be when I grow up no problem. But every other school subject I have is asinine.
"Snaps, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
"Well, I think I'd like to become an author. I find writing very fun and enjoyable and making it my career would be perfect. I also think-"