The Game

Today, my Dad's alarm didn't wake him up, therefore, I didn't make the bus to seminary.
I'm starting to question whether I really want to take seminary, If the getting up early is worth what I get from Bro. Johnson. If I had to pick a word to describe me: Banananananananananananananananananananana Epilepsy. Well, Jargon, we meet again! For the last time! I'm getting better at ranting on no apparent subject. Tacos smell funny, especially the lettuce and the shell and the meat and the cheese. So my idea is to take a huge cardboard box and going through the drive thru at taco bell or something. I wan't feedback on the Box Drive Thru!!!