sitting in class sucks my...

THUMB.

I cant wait to be out of school. I am sitting in a summer class called business communication. It is most definately not fun and/or enjoyable. Long days are coming more frequently now. Basically every weekday is prone. I am going to write a story now:

Once upon a time in the land of Grum there lived a boy named Snee. Snee was no ordinary boy, o not at all, he was very special. He wasnt like the other boys in Grum, he had some very different things about him. The first thing you need to know about Snee was that everything he touched turned to Chocolate. The second thing you need to know was that he hated the taste of chocolate. At first he liked it but he soon got sick of it since everytime he picked up a sandwich or any other food it was instantly brown like a poop. The End.