I should be studying
I should be studying for my psychology test that I have tomorrow morning. I'm half way through the book so far and I've been skimming, which means I haven't read everything and I can't remember anything that I have read.
My sister Elexa is studying with me. She has a Swedish test. You know, "jag kan tala bara lite svenska" and all that. You don't? That's too bad. We Finns know all about it. Finland is officially a bilingual country, so we have to study Swedish in school. All the Finns hate it and they want to kill all the Swedes. Well, not really, but that's how it seems sometimes. I don't hate Sweden. I want to move to Sweden. Swedes are cool. Except my Swedish teacher said that the Danes are even cooler. Even though Danish sounds like Swedish spoken with a hot potato in your mouth. Danes are more open. At least according to Mr. Skytt�.
You know, I do believe I'm rambling. Yes, yes I am. It's all part of my secret plan to imitate Mr. Riothero and eventually kill him and take his place as the ultimate boy wonder. Except that I'm not fifteen or sixteen or whatever Mark is. Or Catholic. Dawn my pagan parents! No, wait! I can still be an Internet rockstar—Ben wasn't a Catholic and he's better than you, daily. I still have hope! Only, don't tell anyone.
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