FUCK³.
Uh oh. School's starting in less than a week and I'm FUCKED. Last week I was laughing about it and now I'm shitting in my pants. There was this certain project I was supposed to be organizing these past 4 months and so far I haven't picked up a pen, made a single phone call...NOTHING. Last semester I was elected the Minority Team Leader for SIFE (Students In Free Enterprise yaddda yadda) and I was given the responsiblity to coordinate a bakery (starting this fall) for those with Down Syndrome. Hmmmm. I'm supposed to give a progress report, I'm assuming, to the rest of the class probably next week and, uhhh, there's a)no down syndrome kids to work in the bakery and b)there's no fucking bakery/kitchen. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. Just for future reference, if I ever run for president DON'T VOTE FOR ME.