Nothing At All

At the moment I sit. I sit at school, in yearbook with nothing to do. yes, nothing, I know. We have this program that is needed to 'yearbook' and its not on anyone's computer, therefore, our instructions for the few minutes were 'go on your email and just do whatever', i decided to blog. I burnt the soft part under my index figure this morning on my straightener and it hurts SO GOOD. As in - NOT. When my ipod gets nice and cold, I place my burn on it, it feels enjoyable. Now I still sit in the sma spot. I changed my song to "I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow" by the Soggy Bottom Boys. I have been told we need to log out 'cause the dude who installs things is here and we'll be able to 'yearbook' FINALLY