So I'm sitting awake at two in the morning

And I'd like to just say that some things literally make me sick to my stomach. I would rather not tell you what, but I'll have you know that its something that I probably should be happy about, but I can't really say that I am. I've spent the past hour and a half sitting here trying to figure out why it bothers me and how to fix it, but with no avail. Eh, no biggie.

I guess I have some stuff to write about this time. Most of it rather random and off topic, but hell I guess it's not off topic if there is no topic. The topic is my thoughts, so there we go.

Alright well today was the last day of wrestling, and I must admit that I am entirely psyched. I went 13-0 for the season and I won the Polytech Tournament (JV States). I actually couldn't give a crap how I did, I'm just happy to escape hell and return to a social life. Like seriously, it is hard to explain how truly binding the sport of wrestling is time-wise. But yeah so now I can finally do stuff with people, except this weekend I'm kinda going away, so next weekend lol. But still, anyone who I have ignored for the past forever, I can finally do stuff again. Yay.

Next up is something that I heard from a teacher at my school. Okay so is anyone into Shakespearean Literature? I'm not, I dislike Shakespeare immensely due to his over acclaimed "genius". But hey, to each his own. Anyway, check this out. His play Much Ado About Nothing is actually like, pretty much a porno. The word nothing originated as a slang word to mean "vagina". The whole play is literally about like sex and stuff, Much Ado About Vagina. Chicks causing big problems. Now this sounds odd, I know, but watch. Okay so in the play theres a dude named Benedick (not Benedict like the real name, BeneDICK) Bene is a latin prefix (or something) for good. Good Dick. Wow. Way to be subtle Billy. After that, you have the fact that there are these long poems about wars, cannons and fortresses being invaded. If you can't get that one, you need to pay more attention in health class. Like seriously, its pretty messed up. Several Shakespearean works were metaphors for sex. So ha, it even ruled the world back then like a million years ago or whenever the hell Shakespeare lived. Long live the ever-reigning sex.

Okay so that's about it for now, there was a lot more I wanted to write about but jesus christ it is late and I think it's time to go to bed. Thank you for reading my long speeches about nothing, I hope they serve some purpose in your life.