i'm writing my english paper. can't you tell?
inspiration
you don't even have to wait
you don't even have to wait
i don't even know what inspiration is at this point. and i dont know that i'd welcome it. i just want to finish this stupid close reading paper except i have nothing to say about the rape of the lock except that it is kind of a ridiculous mock epic thing to write about. i just dont get it. and i mean its cool for people who do but like i am TIRED. and i want to write a paper on something that at least INTERESTS me.
today my fanta exploded in my film class that i was 5 minutes late for. so now i am that girl whose fanta explodes. it was hilarious but a bit strange allll at the same time. i mean whose fanta EXPLODES HARD CORE in class 20 minutes in right by the teacher's podium and then who cannot leave because she is dripping in fanta? ME. who covered the strawberry fanta spill with her own notebook paper? me. so i am officially done. not to mention i nearly died (ie fell) 20 times today on the old campus bricks. i mean i heart old campus but i like my bling shoes. and the bling and the old are just not bonding. sadnesssssss.
but i am going to eat every kind of tater imaginable and then all will be great. must finish. tooooooooodles!
you don't even have to wait
you don't even have to wait
i don't even know what inspiration is at this point. and i dont know that i'd welcome it. i just want to finish this stupid close reading paper except i have nothing to say about the rape of the lock except that it is kind of a ridiculous mock epic thing to write about. i just dont get it. and i mean its cool for people who do but like i am TIRED. and i want to write a paper on something that at least INTERESTS me.
today my fanta exploded in my film class that i was 5 minutes late for. so now i am that girl whose fanta explodes. it was hilarious but a bit strange allll at the same time. i mean whose fanta EXPLODES HARD CORE in class 20 minutes in right by the teacher's podium and then who cannot leave because she is dripping in fanta? ME. who covered the strawberry fanta spill with her own notebook paper? me. so i am officially done. not to mention i nearly died (ie fell) 20 times today on the old campus bricks. i mean i heart old campus but i like my bling shoes. and the bling and the old are just not bonding. sadnesssssss.
but i am going to eat every kind of tater imaginable and then all will be great. must finish. tooooooooodles!