*BLAH*
I'm sitting in English trying to write a story. I'm sick of all of these gothic stories and poems. They're alot of fun, if you don't suck at writing them. I tried to write a hate poem last night, it was pretty shitty. Now I have to do this Impromptu Essay about some depressing or angry theme. I do better writing about daisy feilds and food.
Today after school, Johnny and I are going to order our flower things. I don't remember what the fuck they are called though. Corsage or something. I hope that they can make one with a daisy instead of a rose. That might look bad, but I don't like roses that much. They're ok, but daisies are my favorite.
Ahh yes...the lunch bell is about to ring. I'll finish writing, or at least start writing, this stupid essay sometime tonight...
Today after school, Johnny and I are going to order our flower things. I don't remember what the fuck they are called though. Corsage or something. I hope that they can make one with a daisy instead of a rose. That might look bad, but I don't like roses that much. They're ok, but daisies are my favorite.
Ahh yes...the lunch bell is about to ring. I'll finish writing, or at least start writing, this stupid essay sometime tonight...