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On What I'd Rather Be Doing
Since when did studying get so bloody unfun?
Here is what I'd rather be doing: playing Star Wars: Forces Unleashed, reading the Sweet Far Thing, writing Bloody Jack fanfiction, organizing my NaNoWriMo notes, editing my submission for the literary magazine, and finding a beta reader. Yes, all at the same time. But such are the woes of high school that midterms should rear their bald, slime-slicked heads at the most inopportune moments.
Sigh.
Spanish. Jingle bells, jingle bells, errors all the way! Oh what fun it is to fail at conjugated verbs, hey!
On the bright side, I got an A on my history test, which is a major YES! plus fist-pumping for me. That class is a tiger. A vicious, PMSing tiger whose small intestines have recently been ripped out through her uterus.
Wait, do tigers have uteruses? Hmm. Uteruses isn't even a real word. Uteri? I remember how to spell baccalaureate, and that makes me happy. Also, I remember onomatopoeia. On-o-mat-o-poe-i-a. I memorized that in sixth or fifth grade or something because it seemed so amazing.
Today at school was a democrat-republican debate and, and boy was it like, whoa. Debate club talks fast. I was pretty amazed, especially at this one freshman who was going loads better than the upperclassmen she was partnered with, at least from what I saw. She has pretty hair. Ooh, so does this other guy named Brandon, whom I've been meaning to hug for a while. Ah well, it shall be done eventually.
Anyway. I need to finish studying for Spanish--if I finish in two hours I may allow myself a round of Forces Unleashed. I actually find it exciting to play video games now. Grin.
I have just had a rather brilliant idea, and that idea is to check livejournal groups for a beta reader. I do believe I shall. More grinning.
Here is what I'd rather be doing: playing Star Wars: Forces Unleashed, reading the Sweet Far Thing, writing Bloody Jack fanfiction, organizing my NaNoWriMo notes, editing my submission for the literary magazine, and finding a beta reader. Yes, all at the same time. But such are the woes of high school that midterms should rear their bald, slime-slicked heads at the most inopportune moments.
Sigh.
Spanish. Jingle bells, jingle bells, errors all the way! Oh what fun it is to fail at conjugated verbs, hey!
On the bright side, I got an A on my history test, which is a major YES! plus fist-pumping for me. That class is a tiger. A vicious, PMSing tiger whose small intestines have recently been ripped out through her uterus.
Wait, do tigers have uteruses? Hmm. Uteruses isn't even a real word. Uteri? I remember how to spell baccalaureate, and that makes me happy. Also, I remember onomatopoeia. On-o-mat-o-poe-i-a. I memorized that in sixth or fifth grade or something because it seemed so amazing.
Today at school was a democrat-republican debate and, and boy was it like, whoa. Debate club talks fast. I was pretty amazed, especially at this one freshman who was going loads better than the upperclassmen she was partnered with, at least from what I saw. She has pretty hair. Ooh, so does this other guy named Brandon, whom I've been meaning to hug for a while. Ah well, it shall be done eventually.
Anyway. I need to finish studying for Spanish--if I finish in two hours I may allow myself a round of Forces Unleashed. I actually find it exciting to play video games now. Grin.
I have just had a rather brilliant idea, and that idea is to check livejournal groups for a beta reader. I do believe I shall. More grinning.