complaints of a suffering student

eyes closing. head spinning. lip shriveled. red fingers.
oh i wish this torment would stop. but i can't justy seat and watch my grades go from 3.5s to 1.0s. oh my freakin giraffe. i wonder how other colleges are doin? i just can't seem to grasp how other students from la salle take their studies as if ther were not studying and still pass. (that is if they really do pass) who knows? some of the guys at school might be dinosaurs that just look years younger. oh, what good food and alot of money could do to oneself. speaking from a metarialistic perspective.

i'm hungry and i've got nothing to eat anymore. is it me or is it me? i eat. ALOT. but still i don't get fat. hmm. oh yeah. it's just me. haayz. bizproc is kiling me. if i don't finish this paper i'd be dead meat on monday. what kind of dumbass research paper is this anyway? my professor expects me to write about the different business processes and corporate governance duhikees ot top 10 telecommunication companies globally. mind you, plagarism is a sin for a green blooded archer. but hello! earth to ms. professor. with all due respect. do you want me to invent this things? sheesh. ofcourse not. you need the content. so here's what i'm supposed to do. rephrase. no, reparagraph each freakin line! haay. this is just damn nasty. nasty. nasty!

single space. times new roman. font size 12. 25-30 pages. huhu!