I have a boring science paper, I'm on page three, I have to tie up one more paragraph
write a conclusion, tweak it, and I'm done.
I mean I can't stare at it anymore.
I just have to blog.
My paper's good though.
I love my introduction.
I like its body.
Its finish will be strong,
and badoom, paper finished.
I'm really excited about this week.
Monday- school, then rehearsal, and mon copine!
Tuesday- no school, best friend time
Wedensday- last day of physical education ever.
Thursday- pictures for deadly weapons. (I have a pretty great costume.)
Friday- School, weekend!
I feel like so much is being lifted from my shoulders,
I know about all my lines for Deadly weapons,
I'm going to rehearse but I'm pretty good.
Geometry's nearly done, which is great.
School is nearly done, which is beyond fantastic.
I'm gonna go write this paper.
It's yelling:
"GRAY, GRAY!!!! YOU DIDN'T FINISH PARAGRAPH 4.
GRAY, GRAY!!!! YOU FORGOT A COMMA AFTER A PREPOSITION.
GRAY, GRAY!!!! RESTATE YOUR THESIS."
Yeah, my paper talks to me.
Jealous?
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