i hate pizza... especially that last slice that no one ate, that just kinda beckons to you... "eat me... you know you want too" but no, i cry, i'm too full you'll make me explode. doesn't matter, the pizza wins and gets eaten... hmmm... maybe that means it doesn't really win then, then again i don't a pizza slice ever wins. poor pizza...

...this is what happens when i dont' want to study for a spanish oral exam (which i still maintain sounds dirty).