It’s amazing all the comments I’ve been getting lately. Apparently I’ve wowed you guys so much with all the things I have to say that nobody feels there’s anything left to cover.
Or it could be that stories and poems are difficult to comment on and that if I want comments, I should enter something more personal. My mom gets on to me for the same thing. She complains that she knows I’m alive because I send her poetry, but she doesn’t know how I’m doing because I don’t talk about events in my life. And she’s right. Events in my life are the most boring thing I could ever imagine. The big news for me? I have a paper due tomorrow and I wasted all day yesterday without even touching it. I did my laundry, cleaned my room, went out with my friend and her dad (that was a requirement, he was in town to pick up stuff, and well… c’mon! the man has a right to meet his future s… I mean that uh… well anyway), then I played video games until 12:30 or something. I’m lazy and I me for it.
Now, back to my poetry…
I’m taking this class on how to go to Ireland and England. Basically, we talk about history and culture and stuff and it’s pretty cool except for the annoying papers. They had a required paper on a list of subjects (every paper had to be different so we could read them to each other) and each paper had to be 2-3 pages with 5 sources. Has anyone here ever tried to write a 3 page paper using five sources? Mine was 6 pages. Then they add on a paper if you miss a class. I missed 1 class and I still haven’t done that paper. It’s due about a month ago.
That said, one of our requirements for the class was a map test. I did fine on it, but I couldn’t find the River Liffey. So I made up this little ditty…
The Liffey runs through Ireland,
and down to Dublin Sea,
and licks the feet of everyone
who would remember me.
I can see my Mary cryin
as she kneels upon the shore
groaning like the first day
that she heard I’d come no more
And there’s my brother Charlie
A standing like a man…
And there’s where I stopped because it’s pretty morebid and I coudln’t figure out where to go with it.
And tha’ts you’re weblog for the day.
KB
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