and I was left in charge of a bunch of immature, self-centered, pompous, idiotic, annoying adolescents. Gah, I would have rather been writing an essay for Kingston (that's how much I'd rather not be doing this). Ok, maybe all of them aren't what I described. Probaby around 3-4 don't deserve to be called such. They're my allies in an ongoing war with the idiots ¬¬" Then again, I question the loyalties of my "friends" everyday....gah, paranoia abounds.
~K'