When I was in 8th grade, we learned about colonial farming tools. My teacher pointed to one on the overhead and asked what it was. I responded that it was a hoe. The girl next to me then whispered in my ear, 'Did you just call her a ho?'

That's when I realized I could never be like everyone else.

WANTED

People with the insane knowledge that they are unlike anyone else they meet.

Yes, you aren't the only one who feels lost, alone and completely frustrated in life.

This page is dedicated to all those lost in a world of idiocy. A world where professors want you to use scholarly journals, but spell the word 'scholarly' with a k. And a U. And lots of E's. Right now this is just an extention to my College Page but soon it will evolve into something entirely..similar. Just be grateful that someone out there doesn't think like them and come back often.

If you're really bored, write a story. If you'd like to take a jaunt to the mystical world of Mormonry, click here. If you're still not convinced why I'm misanthropic...click here.