May 17, 2005

  • Emily--


    Dickinson--


    can--


    die--


    'Because I could not stop for death, he kindly stopped for me'...good.  Okay, so I liked her and everything.  That's why I chose to write my biography paper on her.  Well, after 7+ hours of research on this insane heathen, I'm pretty sick of her. She's got some good poetry though. 


    I'm worried about next week.  The last week of my junior year--the clencher (oh great, I'm starting even to write like the crazy pagan).  Exams!  Paper!  Rhetoric freakin Journal!  Rhetorical Speeches Test!  All that oppressive pre-cal homework!  I cannot WAIT for summer!  Precious freedom!  Sweet bliss--(shoot) here I come!


     

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  • I have nothing to say because my mind is as fried as yours.  Why write this then?  Because if you're anything like me it's fun getting surprises and reading them.  The only ones I don't like are random porno stars who comment "Hey, IM me and I'll give you some sugar"  In this case, I pull a Mrs. V...NO SUGAR!!!

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