School can be over now, please.

[charloween]

*runs in circles, screaming*

I am so ready for school to be over. The Damned English Class is over, but I still have term papers in the other four classes left to write.

The OMG I ♥ FANVIDS paper (oh, cultural studies) is neeeeeeeeearly done. So veeeeeeeeeeeeeery close. I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore I don't want to think anymore *cries*

*brain is pudding*

Comments

[naturelf.livejournal.com]

The Thomas poem was the first piece of poetry I studied in school.

Grade 7 English rocked. We did that, Maya Angelou, Twelfth Night, Washington Irving and a whole other pile of odds and sods. *thumbs up*