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Dear God, I thought this week would never be over. I am really coming to hate a lot of my classes, namely Art, Keyboarding, and Anatomy and Phisiology. Art is stressing me out - especially the teacher! It's kind of an oxymoron, art being stressful. But the teacher is like a Nazi when it comes to the uniforms. Everybody always has something wrong or out of place. And today, my darkest tints weren't 'dark enough.' Keyboarding is just boring because its keyboarding. 'Nuff said. So yes, Mahati, I am in this wierd technology class that is teaching me nothing. I sit there for an hour and do typing drills. And in Anatomy and Phisiology, all we do is take notes. For an hour. So I just take my own notes out of the book because that's what he does. I'm behind in notes, however, because I spent last class memorizing a poem recitation for English.
Fair flower, that does so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat.
Untouched thy honied blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet:
No roving foot shall crush thee here,
No busy hand provoke a tear.
By nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,
And planted here the guardian shade,
And sent soft waters murmuring by.
Thus quietly thy summer goes,
Thy days declining to repose.
Smit with those charms that must decay,
I grieve to see your future doom.
They died - nor were those flowers more gay,
The flowers that did in Eden bloom.
Unpitying frosts, and Autumn's power,
Shall leave no vestige of this flower.
From morning suns and evening dews,
At first thy being came,
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die, you are the same.
The space between is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower.
I'm also in Pre-Calculus Honors ::shivers:: but I took a test and I got a 101% on it!! This is from the chick that got a low C average in Geometry Honors! I want to go to Mrs. Gordon and shove that test in her face and go, "Haha, look what I got biotch! I hope they cut off your tenure!"
Finally, I got chapter six of The Little Gryffindor uploaded, so go read it! I hate if personally, I had to force myself through it. However, It's done, and I'm ready to get through the rest of the plot...if you call it that.
Take the quiz: "What Kinda Kiss R U?"
Tender Kiss
The tender kiss is the feeling where you can be anywhere and show your feelings.
School sucks, but at least there are cute guys.
Fair flower, that does so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat.
Untouched thy honied blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet:
No roving foot shall crush thee here,
No busy hand provoke a tear.
By nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,
And planted here the guardian shade,
And sent soft waters murmuring by.
Thus quietly thy summer goes,
Thy days declining to repose.
Smit with those charms that must decay,
I grieve to see your future doom.
They died - nor were those flowers more gay,
The flowers that did in Eden bloom.
Unpitying frosts, and Autumn's power,
Shall leave no vestige of this flower.
From morning suns and evening dews,
At first thy being came,
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die, you are the same.
The space between is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower.
I'm also in Pre-Calculus Honors ::shivers:: but I took a test and I got a 101% on it!! This is from the chick that got a low C average in Geometry Honors! I want to go to Mrs. Gordon and shove that test in her face and go, "Haha, look what I got biotch! I hope they cut off your tenure!"
Finally, I got chapter six of The Little Gryffindor uploaded, so go read it! I hate if personally, I had to force myself through it. However, It's done, and I'm ready to get through the rest of the plot...if you call it that.
Take the quiz: "What Kinda Kiss R U?"
Tender Kiss
The tender kiss is the feeling where you can be anywhere and show your feelings.
School sucks, but at least there are cute guys.