Late night rambling courtesy of journals.
I honestly do not get the point of writing volumes on a poem that's only 32 bloody lines long!! FIVE PAGES?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
John Donne, I love ya, really, but I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY ABOUT "THE BROKEN HEART." SORRY.
And I still need to get all up in Addison's biznazz and hassle The Spectator.
GOSH I'm not even tired or anything but I want to SLEEP and not have to deal with this stuff.
friggin' senioritis. friggin' english four ap. friggin' giaquinta for making these worth EXTRA POINTS. friggin'
Hee, now that just reminds me of Mr. Beggs, who was all "FRIGGIN'!" during the faculty/student scholbowl game. He's old, he's not supposed to know what that means, or say it!! :O It just made him awesome though, y'know, balancing out the whole I-have-a-unibrow-and-tuck-my-shirt-into-my-underpants thing.
GOSH BACK TO WORK.
John Donne, I love ya, really, but I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY ABOUT "THE BROKEN HEART." SORRY.
And I still need to get all up in Addison's biznazz and hassle The Spectator.
GOSH I'm not even tired or anything but I want to SLEEP and not have to deal with this stuff.
friggin' senioritis. friggin' english four ap. friggin' giaquinta for making these worth EXTRA POINTS. friggin'
Hee, now that just reminds me of Mr. Beggs, who was all "FRIGGIN'!" during the faculty/student scholbowl game. He's old, he's not supposed to know what that means, or say it!! :O It just made him awesome though, y'know, balancing out the whole I-have-a-unibrow-and-tuck-my-shirt-into-my-underpants thing.
GOSH BACK TO WORK.