Even if I tried to come up with lyrics to describe this fucking redesign...they just wouldn't do it justice. Bravo, Tom, bravo.

I came, saw and conquered them
Then spit phlegm and came again

I took courses and outsourced them to different workforces
Finals week feels akin to being pulled apart by horses
No remorse for my discourse
I've seen worse

The stress is arresting
The testing is akin to
molesting and messing your
impressionable brain
The psychological pain always ingrained
You'll lose your damn head like Ichabod Crane

Think I passed, anyway.

American Horror Story was horrible
The acting was terrifyingly terrible
Creepy shit every five fucking minutes no kind of pacing
My heart passed out on the couch opposite of racing
No sense of subtlety sillier than a simpleton
But what was I expecting when all was said and done
From the D-list celebrity who co-wrote Glee
Shoulda known a musical writer would be bad at mysteries
But hey, least I found my new favorite fall comedy

I've procrastinated
Behind on my syllabus
The text on this page is faded
So I suppose sleep is a must

Portal 2 DLC on the menu tomorrow
But german class in the morning
I'll need a book that I can borrow
And at least eight hours of sleep to keep me from snoring.

Hey Newgrounds, what's going on? I think I might go blond.
Knock knock, folks, I'm stoked for crude cock jokes.
They say fix standards, I say "Don't fix what's not broke."
Bring on the porn and bring on the stick fighting.
There's forum flame wars to be fiercely igniting.
And if you ask me it's all kind of exciting.
The creativity we're expediting,
Leaving me speechless at the time of this writing.
I wanted to be wittier, probably would've been prettier...
But I guess that's not in my literature.
And I suppose I'm not left with much else to say--
Except I'm happy to be an NG'r and have a nice day.