I hate school already.
My essay is supposed to be five paragraphs. My intro paragraph alone could probably be broken into two paragraphs. I have so much I want to cover, but there is absolutely no way I can fit it all in. Ugh.
Today I woke up at 7 so I could watch Michael Phelps on the Today show. I'm a loser. And they just said he'd be on the show again tomorrow, so I'll probably be waking up at 7 tomorrow, too. Damn me for being such a fangirl.
So I'm reading GoF for the third time (shut up), and I came across this:
Pg. 222, US version. Ron and Harry are making up horrible stuff that will happen to them for their Divination homework:
Ron to Harry: "Why don't you get stabbed in the back by someon you thought was a friend?"
... I'm such a conspiracy theorist.
That's probably been posted five, maybe six, million times, but whatever.
I want to go back to dance now. I feel so lazy and gross.
Alright, back to the essay that is shaping up to be five page long paragraphs.
Today I woke up at 7 so I could watch Michael Phelps on the Today show. I'm a loser. And they just said he'd be on the show again tomorrow, so I'll probably be waking up at 7 tomorrow, too. Damn me for being such a fangirl.
So I'm reading GoF for the third time (shut up), and I came across this:
Pg. 222, US version. Ron and Harry are making up horrible stuff that will happen to them for their Divination homework:
Ron to Harry: "Why don't you get stabbed in the back by someon you thought was a friend?"
... I'm such a conspiracy theorist.
That's probably been posted five, maybe six, million times, but whatever.
I want to go back to dance now. I feel so lazy and gross.
Alright, back to the essay that is shaping up to be five page long paragraphs.