I am so not one of them. I mean, even though they do apparently sparkle, I would never sink that low.
Not even in the face of massive homework piles and high school drama. Pft. I'm much cooler than that.
...
For example. Look at my perfectly reasonable conversations from just within the last hour.
Such as:
Me: I hate school. I hate homework. I'm never going to get this done. Never. Not ever. I'm becoming a hobo and dropping out of school. I AM GOING TO DIE.
Maggie: .... Sam. Breathe. You'll be fine.
Ten minutes later....
Me: Mooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmm. I don't get my homework. It's not working. I'm dropping out of school and becoming a hobo.
Mother: *fixes problem in under five minutes*
Five minutes later...
Me: MAGGIE. It's not working again. I ruined it. I'm doomed. I am feeling horrified. Horror, I say. HORROR.
Maggie: ..........*sigh*............
Yeah. Drama Queen? Me? No. Not at all.
....Sigh....
Oddly enough, my English homework of Evil is still not done.
Funny how that works, huh?
5 comments:
Oh, how I love our emails. :D
I went through the same essay and stress. Sort of. Mostly the same essay and stress. THANK GOD THAT'S OVER.
Oh, I'm guessing it's a non-fiction essay, which in my world stands for non-fun! Sorry, Sam! When you are a famous writer one day, you will look back on this post and have a nice chuckle! :)
xoxo -- Hilary
Scary stuff. Once, when I realized I'd never finish my homework, I faked my own death. After all, no one expects a dead person to do homework (hint hint). But I didn't need to fake it because the realization gave me a heart attack and I've been stuck in homework hell ever since. You can do it, though! Good luck :)
Maggie: At least yours got to be about something cool. I mean, I would LOVE do to one on Anastasia.
Hilary: Ooh. I like that outlook. I think that's the one I'm going to take. *nods*
And yeah, nonfiction. 'The state of Missouri should provide funding for ESL students.' Ahem.
Elsmyth: Ooh, another good idea. I can totally understand homework hell.
I probably should be freaking out over the four essays due Monday, too... but at the same time, my head feels so thouroghly melted that I'm in an emotional void....
FRQ's. Joy. *curls back into bed, then reminds self of 50 page partial needed to send out*
My options: edit, write essays. Instead I'm reading blogs and sleeping....
Trying to visualize myself published...gave up after another wave of headache...reaching for chocolate...
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