I officially do not have the attention span to read these books The Crucible by Arthur Miller and The Five People You Meet in Heaven i mean yesterday, grandma forced me to finish The Crucible before I could go over to Ty's house. Can you say that that was so friggin mean? Because let me tell that was the worst hour of my life that I have ever had to live through. I was like if this dude wasn't already dead I would kill him myself. I mean OMG! Who cares that John Proctor was the only one that was really guilty? And that Abigail Williams was a whore? I know I don't so so stupid hopefully The Five People You Meet in Heaven is more interesting that is hope it probably won't be though. So yeah I gotta go do those note cards that I'm supposed to be doing right now, but as you can see, I obviously got distracted lol.