Aug 12, 2004 21:15
In english class, our teacher made us write for 10 minutes straight without stopping.
We had to write about our names and what we think they mean.
Or anything revovling around the name.
And I thought I'd share some of it with you guys..
My Name..
"..All my life I've always had different types of nicknames.
I guess pronouncing Bianca is hard for the people I meet.
Bonk, Bonca, B, BB, Binkey, Bonx, bonka, binks, binaka, biznatch.
This list is endless.
But at the end of the day, after dealing with answering so many nicknames,
I realize my name and all five million nicknames are what makes me unique.."
I got a question.
What is it with America's infatuation with Michael Jackson?
Why can't we just leave him in Neverland?
Don't mind. I'm just going to ramble for a minute.
Am I crazy?
Is it crazy of me to think that all this is going to work out in two years.
Two years is a long time.
If you ask a math student how many days there are in two years, they'd probably say seven hundred and thirty days.
Sadly, they are right.
730
Adding is simple.
But subtracting is complicated.
I choose not to countdown the days for you.
It becomes too complicated.
Well. Tonight was Open House for NWSA.
Ofcouse I've heard some things already.
Which makes me miss the school even more.
Being away from it all, makes me want to sit in a classroom infested with bats.
Walk to class in the E-buliding and bitch about why people don't move in the stairwell.
Dealing with the crappy teachers.
And most of all.
Sit in Chamber Choir without the lovely Franzese.
I'd take it back, any day. She gave me the option of living with my dad and going back to Charlotte. WoW.
I was talking to my mother today.
I told her I was wanting to take a GED and finish HS now.
She told me to keep driving.
But I think I'm being serious.
I don't know anymore.
Faulkner wants me to call, so I'm going to do so sometime tomorrow.
After school.
Hopefully the hurricane doesn't come and attack my school
Wow.
Being in hurricane central makes me wonder.
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