Exploit imagination, lure it with Candy

Summer school is halfway through. Good god, i never thought i would of made it this far. I don't understand how i tolerate getting up at 6 something for a 7:30 class and staying at school until around three o'clock four days a week. That is truly fucked up. i regret to say i'm finding a lot of my fellow class chums aren't all that chummy. maybe i'm having that influx of hormones, screwing up with my perception and shit, making me get annoyed faster than a sno-cone melting on the sun.
I now present more pertinent information: The Last Shadow Puppets in November. How can I miss that shit?

Still overly apathetic. In need of cash sooooon.