I begged you not to go. I begged you. I pleaded.
God, I am having such a sucky day!! I'm writing this in my stupid stupid typing class, that's how bored I am. I have no idea where the mother Ivan is; he was here last period. He's probably skipping. How dare he leave me alone here in this god-forsaken dump! Oh well, at least I got some work done. Not much obviously, because I'm writing this now, but I did do a few things. 15 minutes left. And then I will be free. Free to watch hundreds of couples making out, lining the hallways. Free to get on the bus and go home, where I will be able to do some WONDERFUL cramming for the biology test tomorrow. It's for chapter 27. That's ironic, because that's supposed to be a lucky number and yet I am 99% convinced that I will fail.
And of course I also get to go over the TERRIFIC Romeo & Juliet lines . . . even though I will forget them as soon as I get up there. That's just what happens . . . sorry Stephanie . . .
But on the bright side, it might rain this afternoon . . .
And of course I also get to go over the TERRIFIC Romeo & Juliet lines . . . even though I will forget them as soon as I get up there. That's just what happens . . . sorry Stephanie . . .
But on the bright side, it might rain this afternoon . . .