Cassandra is suspiciously similar to you as you’d like to be. She may be popular, or she may not, but no matter what she’s impossible to ignore; she stands out… just the way you always wanted to. She always knew she was special, destined for great things - and probablyf made sure everyone else knew it too. She’s come in for her share of hurt, but gotten off with minor damage. And you’ve been sparing with the free handouts: whatever she gains, she’s worked for.
You may have let yourself get a little too close to Cassandra. Maybe she’s you as you wish you were, or maybe you’re just afraid no one will like her and are trying to give her a free ride. Have some confidence in your writing! Cassandra is a good character. Give her room to be herself before you stifle her.
She’s Got My Nose 14
Hey, Wanna See My Crown-Shaped Birthmark? 18
Can’t Complain 9
Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child 4
My teacher has the nerve to say “Next time edit it.”
1st Monday. I turned in the Narrative essay.
1st Wednesday. I asked him if he had read it. He said that he had but that it was really boring and did I have another story. I told him I just though of one that day and that I would write it an give it back to him.
1st Friday. I had written a four page long essay, about getting stuck on a mountain. And turned it in. But that was the same day that final drafts were being turned in from the other essays.
2nd Monday comes. This is the day we get the papers back. Only I didn’t become he left it in his office and forgot to read it. Well okay.
2nd Wednesday. I ask him first thing in class about my essay. He forgot to read it again.
2nd Friday. Class is cancelled because he has a “slitting headache”. Also happens to be the day dear hunting season starts.
3rd Monday. He still hasn’t read it.
3rd Wednesday. He has finally read it. He hands it back to me and he says “Next time edit it.”
Are you fucking kidding me? That’s fucking bullshit. I would have if I could have, but someone who like deer hunting and staining fences on there weekend instead of doing there job didn’t give me my fucking paper back.
God damn it. What do I do now? Post it on their Facebook?
Here at college the students in the dorms share wifi. I was on my itunes and someones library popped up. I was like “haha! Yes. Free music, what ya got?”. I looked though there whole library.
Fucking inspirational christian music. All of it was christian music, and I’m thinking “what the fuck kind of person listens to that shit.”
If I had a dollar for every brain you don’t have I’d have one dollar
Technically You’d have the world’s population times one dollar. Because if they don’t have one, they can’t have anyone else’s. Therefore you’d have 6,775,235,700 as of 2009. Congrats! Not including animals.
McDonald’s is a fucking pussy. They’re having this offer where you: Buy one, any size Frozen Strawberry Lemonade, Frappe, or Real Fruit Smoothie and get one free of equal or lesser value.I found and printed off the coupon from their website. So I take that and my sister with me. The cashier tells me he has to ask his manager, so he goes and talks with her. He comes back and tells use that it looks different than what they normally look like and he says he can’t except it. So I go home. And bring my laptop to the McDonald’s because they have free wi-fi. So I show him, direct from the official McDonald’s website, the offer. He still says that he can’t trust that and if I wish I’ll have to call the Headquarters in Ft.Smith. Then he tells me that they won’t be open until Tuesday. I told him that I would call, then I got into my car. This is fucking bullshit! Fucking asshole pussy. I wish you would go fucking die your son of a bitch. I fucking hate you, go DIE!