Pimp my ride

My exam is just a few hours away and I'm on a roller-coaster ride. I'm suppose to be off the ride after about 12 hours. But when I woke up about half an hour ago, apparently I'm still on the ride.. all green but still on it. Someone stop the operator because I think I'm getting sick.

I still do live in facadeville. I can't escape. It sucks because I believe in numbers. I believe less is better. So I continue living there because it continues to prove its worth with its minimal numbers time after time. And it has yet to fail me.

Acceptance is the key to not get sick and to continue living in uptight facadeville.

So, I guess I'll be around for a lil longer... can't find me at home in facadeville, you'll most probably still find me on the roller-coaster.

I'm sorry...