I hate to admit it, Butt.

I hate to admit it, but I'm actually not a student.

In fact, I'm not really 18 years old. I'm part of the NSA, keeping tabs on one of our top public enemies, Lauren Garcia-DuPlain.

I was only given a short briefing (get it? short? brief-ing?) on her. I wasn't even given any background information. My superior only told me, "Keep an eye and an ear open for anything...hmm..." He turned to his secretary with a pleading face. She whispered in his ear. He turned back to me, "unusual." Man I need to get out of the kick-around business.

Another thing that I hate to admit is that, should Lauren's outfit look more profitable than the NSA, I plan to defect to her side. What can I say? I'm in the NSA. I already lost all my morals on sign in.

Oh, one more thing. I hate to admit it, but this entire blog will be erased from your memory in three, two, one...







Damn it! Friggin' thing's broken again! Oh well. Plan B. You're getting very sleepy....