Chinatown

I hate the dentist. The appointments are always at an inconvenient time and the people who work there are robots and pretend that everything is happy and exciting. Piss off. Not to mention I knew that when I walked in they would notice my wisdom teeth and make me have surgery. After that I took myself and my sour mood back home where my wonderful mother made me a homemade waffle. Wiping the tears from my eyes I inhaled the waffle like a dog eats his scraps from the table. Well anyways, my plan was to lock myself in my room and write my term paper seeing as it is due tuesday and I need to pass it in to graduate. Nothing was going to remove me from my room because I was determined to finish this paper so I could enjoy the rest of my easter break. Within the hour I was at a movie... It is now 11:30 and I still haven't started my paper. I shall attempt again tomorrow.