This will be my last Xanga entery, if anyone wishes to say anything. Do so. If noone says anything I know I will not be missed and will have no regrets about leaving all of you.

Farewell,

Benjamin Allen Most High Reverend

Bens horrable, terrirable and rotten day:

       My day began just as anyother day in my life begins. With the sound of a loud clang of my alarm. I then got up, took a long shower did my hair and all that, I then looked at the clock, taking note of how umcommonaly dark it was, my alarm read 1:30, A.M. I had gotten ready at 1:30 in the morning. Throughly pissed off I then attempted to go to sleep to discover thet sleeping is next to impossable during a thunder storm. I got up at the regular time (6:30) and prepared my self to go to english class, which I did. Endureing Math class and realizing that I had no idea how to solve what would be on the test  Iabored through. Mquery rejected my story ideas and  I now have 2 days to think of and prepare a story. It was only later than my red pen broke and exploded all over my faveroit shirt, turning it a deep purple around the pocket. I stturtered a "thanks for your service" to the army guys outside and ended up filling out a card...damn it! which means I'll get called, againe. My cell phone rang twice during phscyology and everyone heard it... aha school... almost over....

Ben

Hello all!

I have nothing meaningful to say. When Media and Drama combine no one can stop us, they have the equiptment we need and we have the talent. Ha! Ha!