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Well my computer is completely dead, says my father, and I'm very upset about this because now it looks like I have to blog every morning in Interior Fashion. I'm too tired in the morning though. But whatever.
So we're starting poetry, and I was thinking about it last night, and I decided that I'm with Jen on being afraid of it. I never wrote anything good, but when I was in middle school I thought I was the poop and started writing really weird things. Then I started doing peotry contests online, and THEN one place told me that one of my poems won the contest and was published in a book. I never got to find out if that was real, but they said it was. I guess I should have looked into that lol. Poems are intimidating. I never liked poetry in English either, because like Mrs. Morrison said, they only gave us like the two worst poems ever and then that was all. I hate that.

You know what else I hate? When people walk down the hallway, they stop right in front of you!!!!!!! Like are you kidding me? How can you stop walking right in the middle of the hallway? I don't get that. And the worst part of it is, is that they look at you like YOU did something wrong!!! UHMMMMMmm, are you serious!??!