A New Beginning

So, this is the new an improved (maybe) version.

I am starting a new version of High School (Pellervo's story.) Some character names will be changed, and some characters are completely different or non-existent. When I started this story it was in its infancy and raw as hell. Now I have figured out who my characters are, had quite a few conversations with them (some less intelligent than others). And now I am ready to put these people onto paper and give them there rightful home.
I will not delete the previous version, because Pellervo still wants those, and I kind of do also. Maybe some of those will make their way into the new version.
But, I am finishing chapter one now and I'm about to launch into editing mode (staring at page one and deciding I'm to lazy to actually proof read) and then I will poast...POST it on here. (D****t, I want toast now...)
But, since I'm actually writing this like an organized, normal, sane, and civilized human being it might not turn out to be utter s**t; unlike when I drink three cups of coffee and then type whatever the hell the weird a*s voices in my head tell me. (Damn voices, making me say dumb s**t. A******s.)
And I'm talking to myself again.... Maybe I should stop with the coffee and not get a fourth cup... After this I'm going to tea...
Anyway! That's the update for this story, and if any of you actually give two s***s, then this should stop you from getting confused and wondering why the hell the story is staring over. SO YAY! I'm going to stop now before I waste more of people's time. I know I waste enough of it already.
WHAT THE F**K?! My coffee disappeared... Those f*****g elves, drinking my stuff. B******s.
PS- The story might be renamed "I Don't Belong Here" (Taken from the Radiohead song, it's Pellervo's favorite song) And holy s**t... I hate people... Someone just ranted about how Radiohead covered Creep from Miley Cyrus and made it a horrible dog s**t pile of a song... ~sigh~ Expect a rant about that one later!

Author's Note

SO! This is what happens when it is eleven at night and I need to make sure I keep the few (if any) readers updated. And so, now I'm off to finnish writing. Wait, that has a typo... FINISH! I can't even think well enough to fix my tyos T_T