December 2008
I hate english class
because my teacher is ‘ridikuluz’ (thank you mad tv), she assigned a 2-page paper on walt whitman (my least favorite unit, ever) due in 4 hours, ON a snow day.
if you went/go to school in a place where you have snow days, sun days, or whatever, you understand my pain.
maybe she thinks that she’s helping us in the end, but from my point of view, making us do homework the day...
Pardon my french, and my peculiar lack of grammar
December 19th, 2008
English 300
WINNY PACKZ
Walt Whitman’s Bitch Ass How one man’s work completely made me lose all respect for American Poetry, srsly.
Let me start out by saying that Walt Whitman, thankfully, isn’t half as awful as Emily Dickinson. That bitch LOVED to complain about EVERYTHING. Seriously, she was never happy. Probably because nobody wanted to get on her bitch ass, so she was just...
mi mente está lejos...
So i guess it was an okay-day in seattle…since it was snowing and we got the day off, but i couldn’t bear to step outside. I just sat down on the couch, cuddled up in a blanket, drank some passion tea, and flipped through the weather reports, mtv tres, y SIN SENOS NO HAY PARAISO (greatest show ever). but instead of cheering myself up i just got more depressed and longed for el país de...
YOU GUYS WE'RE DYING. →
