Rocky Raccoon.

Sep 08, 2005 00:01

It's the Beatles 7th song work break.

I'm actually super excited right now. I'm lesson planning, nonetheless. How crazy is that? I mean, that's the reason I didn't "pass" student-teaching last semester. I hated writing lesson plans, but now, I'm into them. I mean, I can orchestrate hours of schooling with wonderment for the children, yo. Writing is going to kick ass next week. We're writing about topics like the most ludicrous outfit we can think of, the early bird getting the worm, and "I wish there were no more..." in which we write about something we wish there were no more of, like...hatred and shit. I wish there were no more engine problems. We could do this by not depending on gasoline. Then we can kick it electric like lightning. Something. Anyhow. This teaching...it could be good for a while. I just need to get a job so I can get a girl with a car.

Anyhoot. I gotta go so I can sleep. Rock hard. Be responsible. Ob-la-di-bla-da.

Encante mucho.
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