well wendsay my 2nd essay is due, i suppose my sadness at my unfounate accident is over, i did not acutally write about it only my depressing poem witch told excatly how i felt
i had taken lauren to work and on the way back while i was innocentely driving home on 435 i heard a loud BUMP i was driving my mothers 2004 Mitusbishi endevor it is very nice, and i quite enjoy it dont get me wrong i enjoy my 1994 honda civic especially since i have worked quite a bit on makin it my style but my sisters perfer to ride in my mothers car for whatever reason stare so sudenly i hear a HUGE BUMP and im like WHAT so i look up and some little purple thing has smashed into the SUV's BACK DOOR!!
I WAS PISSED PISSED AND PISSED SOME MORE
DAMN SKIPPY I WAS PISSED scream I was also depressed so i cryed for 2 hours
but the reason i am hopeful incase you are wondering about the title of this entry is i am not doing to well in math
not to well at all and now that I know i have a B- in English I would like to keep it that way so I hope this 2nd essay is around the same grade, its good, just as good as the 1st one so this little teach better not play
b- b- b- b- b- hear i come!
if i can pass this class in december with a big fat b- i will have acomplised somethin in life
yeah
mrgreen
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