Well, if you haven't noticed, I erased my last post. I did it because I couldn't take all the screaming. People accused me of breaking the law and being a bad friend. Well, you know what? YOU RIGHT! You think I don't know that!? So I erased to keep from getting bad reviews when we already worked everything out. At first I was going to pay them for the blinds but we worked it out so that I'm only paying half. Since the incident I haven't been over there much (like once) and I don't see myself going over there unless abosulty neccesary.
In more recent news, I got my first essay assignment in English yesterday. Guess when it's due, TOMORROW! Well I have to turn in a rough draft tonight before 7:00. It's called the "Remembering Events Essay" and here's the assignment: Choose an event that happened at least over a year ago and it has to have a moral. It has to be 3 to 6 pages long and contain dialouge.
I'm screwed! I can hardly remember anything a year ago. Most of the people in the class are writing from their early childhood, which is even worse 'cuase I can't remember hardly anything from then. I have no idea what I'm going to write. I think the big problem is that I have ADHD and memory doesn't mix well when you're bouncing off the walls and can't pay attention for more than 15 minutes at a time. I have two ideas for the essay but both of them will never amount to three pages AND include dialouge. I can't remember half the event, let alone what people said to me. I'm really screwed, I wish it didn't have to be done today... I might be able to churn one out by next week, but a day!? We got less than 48 hours to write this essay and that's including time for other classes.
Duke's Tower
Why am I trapped in this castle? I've been here for so long, it's big and cold and I only have myself for company. Sure, people visit, but all they find is what I've left behind, carved into the walls and floors. No one ever sees the real me, no one ever tries. But I still try to show them, show them the way I am inside. The way I am inside this shell, a shell that little by little is cracking away, revealing the true me. But would you show yourself if YOU were full of cracks?
4 Sticky Note(s):
Sometimes presure helps!
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What about the halloween dance? That was almost a year ago.
well Rob...it's time you learned to become a champion bullshitter. or just find something you CAN remember, and add details, add your own dialogue if need be
Elk Rider? Who's that?
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