Dear Copeland,

I don't care what anybody else says, your cover of that Billy Joel song makes my heart feel all fuzzy. Good Billy Joel song + Copeland = 1 Happy Camille.

Points. a.) I don't want to do the stupid Spanish homework I have to do, this dinky little class is pointless, I have lost all intrest, and all it does now is frustrate me. b.) When I think about it, it's the fellow class mates that frustrate me. God, save me from this prison of a town, my soul is dieing a little more everyday. c.) Should I not have just dranken those three espressos? d.) I don't even like espresso! e.) Nor do I pretend to! f.) So why did I drink them??? g.) I think I've lost my mind. h.) Whoa, big surprise eh? i.) Should I shut up? j.) No. k.) Why? l.) Because this is my blog and I'll do what I want. m.) Was that a Napoleon Dynamite line? n.) Maybe. o.) Should I be ashamed of that? p.) Proabably. q.) Well am I? r.) You can bet the farm on the fact that I am most assuredly not ashamed of it! s.) I have to admit though, I am a little sick of that movie. t.) I got it for my birthday and watched it last week for the first time since then.