If you have 3 quarters, 4 dimes, and 4 pennies, you have $1.19. You also have the largest amount of money in coins without being able to make change for a dollar.

In the average lifetime, a person will walk the equivalent of 5 times around the equator.

According to suicide statistics, Monday is the favoured day for self-destruction.

The fist product to have a bar code was Wrigley’s gum.

On average, there are 178 sesame seeds on each McDonalds Big Mac bun.

God I’m bored. So, so, so fucking bored. What in the world possessed me to stay after lunch?

“Ash you can’t go home. I meant to be coming with you tonight.” Spencer whined.

“Then I’ll come back for you.”

“Yeah but what’s the point in that?” She said. “Going all the way home, to have to come back to school to have to go all the way back home again. Besides, it’s about time you started focusing in school otherwise you aren’t going to graduate?”

“Like I care about school.”

She tilted her head. “Please stay. It won’t kill you.” She gave me her big puppy dog eyes. Oh no. “You have detention anyway.” Yeah, like I was planning on going to that. “It will only get worse, then you might have to stay behind all the time and when am I going to see you then?” She pouted. That did it. I’m staying.

Oh yeah. That’s why I’m here. “Miss Davies?”

What? “Oh, yeah?”

“Well Ashley, it’s a miracle that you even shown up, I suppose it’s asking to much of you to pay attention in my class.” You know, this teacher is pretty hot. She has nice long legs. Not as nice as Spencer’s though. The way her tan makes them seem like they’re glowing when the sun hits them just right. And god, how she looks when she has heels on. “Miss Davies!” I snapped my head up to her, still thinking about Spence. “You know what? Just don’t come next time.”

“Uh-huh.” And how nice they look spread apart when I have her naked on a table.

The bell ringing semi brought me out of my trance. I was still walking down the hall thinking about all the things I want to do to her.  Screw this, I’m skipping last lesson. I go over to my tree and sit up against it, grabbing my I-pod and listening to my ‘good mood’ list. I have a good, bad, annoyed, sad and cheesy list. Guess which one hardly ever comes out.