No sense at all.

Today, I took hours out of my *cough* busy schedule to go to a stupid, little, half an hour long dance practice. The bus ride took an hour and a half. I don't know why they insist that we go to these Friday practices. This is the first one that I actually didn't "forget" to go to, but it's not like we did anything productive, so I don't see why I even had to go.

Anyways, just for my amusement, and I guess everyone else's too, I'm going to put in a link of one of my favouritest sites ever. It's what keeps my relatively happy. Sometimes.