I went to school, posted on MLK intermittently, cringed over stupid sex ed teachers who are filling our state's youths' heads with absolute rubbish, and then I cried while watching a sad documentary about this guy who owned lions and he and half the lions ended up tragically dying; I also cried during this film because the live action animals reminded me of being in the zoo in Helsinki summer before last and that was one of the happiest days of my life but it's all tainted with hurt and sad now. Then I met my sister and went back to our car and came home (without getting in a wreck!) and then I told my family about the documentary and then I ate supper and now I'm answering this question, lol.
Are you very lazy?






