If by AP you mean "Advanced Procrcastination," then yes.
Hello, my name is Caelyn, and I have the attention span of a gnat. I also have two papers to write and three chapters to read by tomorrow. And a script to write by... a week ago, actually. Not to mention the math and the Bio. I so cannot focus on the themes of Huck Finn right now. It's snowing sideways and I don't live in the same district as my school, which is going to make tomorrow fun. Like Shaker's going to close.
Psh. We don't need no stinkin' snow days. Unless the superintendent gets in a car accident like that one time. Then we do. But otherwise, snow days are for squares.
High school ate my social life. Though I did watch Hair and run around in the snow yesterday. And then had to get Max to his concert, which we failed at because he got there half an hour in. So maybe high school hasn't eaten my entire social life. But it certainly has eaten most of my brain, because it's the only thing I ever talk about these days.
I like how I just wrote three paragraphs with no unifying theme whatsoever. Except they kind of do have a theme. Damn it, I'm not coherent enough for this.
Psh. We don't need no stinkin' snow days. Unless the superintendent gets in a car accident like that one time. Then we do. But otherwise, snow days are for squares.
High school ate my social life. Though I did watch Hair and run around in the snow yesterday. And then had to get Max to his concert, which we failed at because he got there half an hour in. So maybe high school hasn't eaten my entire social life. But it certainly has eaten most of my brain, because it's the only thing I ever talk about these days.
I like how I just wrote three paragraphs with no unifying theme whatsoever. Except they kind of do have a theme. Damn it, I'm not coherent enough for this.