Save the trees. But don't throw my memories

Ugh. For the first time in a longest time, I did my first 'test' of the year. Sure does it bring back memories of having those test that i use to have back in school where tables would be seperated, and after staring blankly at the paper and trying to write down a feeble answer besides the question numbers, i would sit still awhile, and stare into space like i am catching spasm in the air. Oh how I would curse and swear at the teachers for wasting what seems to be like a hecatre of trees. Those poor poor trees. Not a single one managed to withstand our chemical ink on them. And i wonder if we were all trees, would we end up like the fate of the trees?