Megan says "Early bird catches the worm. Early bird then gets shot by rugged, outdoorsy type. Shame"
Today has been an excellent day to beat all excellent days. What between not having to be to school until nine and all. And then skiving off 4th hour. Yes, the rewards were plenty.
A story, little children.
The girl planned to wake up at six. So she told herself when she set her alarm to blare loudly at such an unearthly hour. When it went off at six, the girl turned off the alarm in her sleep, knowing that she'd thank herself later. At 7:29 she work up to find she was not thankful, but rather scared she'd miss her ride. Of course the plan was to go get coffee or whatnot before a gruesome day at school, but who wouldn't want to miss that? The girl eventually fell out of bed and began to prepare. When her ride arrived they hopped off to Burger King. Not the most glamorous of places, it served its purpose to supply caffeine, in the form of Cola rather than Coffee. Shame, but a buzz is a buzz. Onward to school and English. The girl realized that while Hemingway may have been a literary genius, he could have made Old Man and the Sea a tiny bit more exciting. Metaphors aside, its quite bland. Next came Seminar which was spent in the library reading Edward Gorey and Auden, both of which were procured for later reading. She then went to 4th hour and worked on her portrait of selfishness. Its in entirety the portrait was not coming along so she began to search the lunches. Now this was not an easy task. The girl had been given a choice about which lunch she would choose to go to. The girl was overcome with woe as she missed checking 1st lunch and therefore knew not who was in it. Second lunch came and she set out only to find it being with some people who ask the girl if shes thought about dying lately, making her very grumble-y. Third lunch was a success, with the girl finding friends. The girl was pleased with her discovery and that of one other who occupied this lunch and her innermost thoughts. The girl found her next class, math, to be rather uneventful. She finished her day by running all over the building collecting articles to be used on the portrait of selfishness and then returned to her home to complete it. Unfortunately, it has yet to be completed. But the day remains, and always shall, as a very excellent day indeed.
hobbitoaster: you will have mad artistic sex in the woods
Enlaithiel: oh that sounds absolutely spiffing
Mad artistic sex is like swapping beautiful creative ideas, right Rote? RIGHT ROTE?
A story, little children.
The girl planned to wake up at six. So she told herself when she set her alarm to blare loudly at such an unearthly hour. When it went off at six, the girl turned off the alarm in her sleep, knowing that she'd thank herself later. At 7:29 she work up to find she was not thankful, but rather scared she'd miss her ride. Of course the plan was to go get coffee or whatnot before a gruesome day at school, but who wouldn't want to miss that? The girl eventually fell out of bed and began to prepare. When her ride arrived they hopped off to Burger King. Not the most glamorous of places, it served its purpose to supply caffeine, in the form of Cola rather than Coffee. Shame, but a buzz is a buzz. Onward to school and English. The girl realized that while Hemingway may have been a literary genius, he could have made Old Man and the Sea a tiny bit more exciting. Metaphors aside, its quite bland. Next came Seminar which was spent in the library reading Edward Gorey and Auden, both of which were procured for later reading. She then went to 4th hour and worked on her portrait of selfishness. Its in entirety the portrait was not coming along so she began to search the lunches. Now this was not an easy task. The girl had been given a choice about which lunch she would choose to go to. The girl was overcome with woe as she missed checking 1st lunch and therefore knew not who was in it. Second lunch came and she set out only to find it being with some people who ask the girl if shes thought about dying lately, making her very grumble-y. Third lunch was a success, with the girl finding friends. The girl was pleased with her discovery and that of one other who occupied this lunch and her innermost thoughts. The girl found her next class, math, to be rather uneventful. She finished her day by running all over the building collecting articles to be used on the portrait of selfishness and then returned to her home to complete it. Unfortunately, it has yet to be completed. But the day remains, and always shall, as a very excellent day indeed.
hobbitoaster: you will have mad artistic sex in the woods
Enlaithiel: oh that sounds absolutely spiffing
Mad artistic sex is like swapping beautiful creative ideas, right Rote? RIGHT ROTE?