I think this is the second time I chose that title.
My electives (I'm not conceited enough to post my classes) are intermediate TV, and that's it so far (I'll have more, but I didn't know I would have so many free periods).
Oh, yeah. I didn't get jazz band. Damn that! But congrats to Tim, who did get jazz band (read: I hate your guts now).
Oh, and my sister had this inflatable globe in her locker from the "anti defamation league", and it spelled Berlin "Bertin", and Naples "Napies". It was great!
Well, I'm doing this thing where I write Haiku's at random (it's another way for me to brag about how smart I am. Oh, did I mention that? I'm really smart. Like ridiculously smart. It's incredible how smart I am). So here are a couple of my Haikus:
Writing Haikus is
hard. I mean, the 5-7-5
thing. I'm good at it. (kidding, really. I'm not conceited)
No, but I'm kidding.
They are hard, though. And very
fun. You should try it.
Am I writing poems
about poems? Why, yes! I am!
It's kind of pointless.
And...
Man! School really sucks.
I hate it's slimy, rotten
guts. And the homework.
Well, they're not too good.
Make sure you read the next post. I'm updating that.
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ummmm i think u messed up on a few of those.......... but i'm not saying what in case i'm wrong
Poems. I don't like poems. They are EVIL.
You should have gotten into jazz band.
~Carissa
Interesting poems. Your poems sort of remind me about Tim's poems, which are also about poems. You didn't get into jazzband? Wow, that's...interesting...I'm sorry you didn't get in. Dance...I have to go to a dance next week...
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