Aug 25, 2006 18:01
Two pages. French Revolution. No food for five hours. 25 minutes.
Yes, I wrote an essay in 25 minutes. A mildly decent essay, too, though it could have been fleshed out more, I guess. *sigh* Definitely not my best, but I know' I've written worse essays.
And I just took a hot shower. One of those ones where the water is so hot it's almost uncomfortable and you turn off the faucet when you're a pile of goo on the floor. Three days of school has never taken this much out of me. Bedtime will be early tonight.
If school is gonna be like this for the rest of the year, then I'll hate it. I hope it'll slow down a little.
On the plus side, my Advanced Comtemporary Lit teacher informed me that I was "the only voice in this class." I was little confused, but, really, it's a very nice compliment. I was pretty happy. It really made me bunker down and finish that bloody essay--he came up to me as I was furiously typing and muttering in Latin.
Anywho. School. Sucks.
It's time for bed.
quote (conversation) of the post:
cooler: "you see, i have cavemen blood in me. i can speak cavemen, you know. most people can't, but i can."
pickle: "...wouldn't surprise me."
nebulia out.
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