Why I Am Not Doing My French
Just like the angel that fell, banished forever to hell
Today have I been expelled from high school heaven
I wish.
I don't think I've ever before been angry enough that I played bass so hard it tore one of my callouses right off my finger. And I don't even have a good reason. It's just that I'm going to fail all my classes and go to community college and end up writing crappy haikus for a living and living in a box behind K-Mart.
My French teacher's SmartBoard layouts look like they were designed by a schizophrenic squirrel that collects LSD instead of acorns during a really bad trip. The pointless project she's making me do is virtually impossible, as I do not own a copy of PowerPoint. And now I feel like I'm going to vomit.
I'm thinking about trying to do the early graduation thing. Or at least French by PSEOP.
Today have I been expelled from high school heaven
I wish.
I don't think I've ever before been angry enough that I played bass so hard it tore one of my callouses right off my finger. And I don't even have a good reason. It's just that I'm going to fail all my classes and go to community college and end up writing crappy haikus for a living and living in a box behind K-Mart.
My French teacher's SmartBoard layouts look like they were designed by a schizophrenic squirrel that collects LSD instead of acorns during a really bad trip. The pointless project she's making me do is virtually impossible, as I do not own a copy of PowerPoint. And now I feel like I'm going to vomit.
I'm thinking about trying to do the early graduation thing. Or at least French by PSEOP.