snowyclara

Soooooooooo in English we're doing poetry. Yes, I know, POETRY. Well, yesterday we wrote odes. I've written several; Ode to Leaves of the Trees, Ode to Nothing, and, most recently, Ode to the Few Friends I Have. Because I feel like it is necessary that somebody reads it that is not my entire English class minus one(you know who you are) I have bequeathed it upon you, fellow Deviants. Enjoy. Or not. Doesn't really matter. ODE TO THE FEW FRIENDS I HAVE Many say three is a magic number But they always forget poison ivy You are not poison ivy Not even close One. My sister in all but blood I protect you from death and guide you through

Soooooooooooo, I'm supposed to be doing research for a paper and writin' for my Spanish class and highlightin' and takin' notes for Biology and a boat-load of other schtuff to do for my AP class and my brain can't focus and my focus can't brain so I've been surfing the interwebs and doing random stuff and just feeling like a fail. So yeah. That's my life for the past 4 or so hours. I got a smidgen of schtuff accomplished but not really. I have two tabs opened concerning cognitive benefits of bilingualism and then the CIA World Factbook. That's progress. Right?(Not really but humor me why don't you) Perhaps something awesome will happen like

I'm bored out of my mind so I have decided to write a random journal entry... I have nothing more to say. Farewell.