Maybe I’m just tired but as it stands Pulp Fiction is really boring/ dumb.
My brother and I get along a million times better when we’re 300 miles apart.
I found a website online that literally has all of the answers to all of the questions for my Violent Weather homework. Phrased in the exact same way.
So either I found where my teacher gets his questions from, or I found something from a class he used to teach.
This is amazing.
Okay eff this essay. Really. I know he’s gonna pick the one essay that I can’t figure anything out for.
I just know it. And I’m gonna hate him for it.
I have to write an essay in exactly twelve hours.
I thought I was finished with on demand essays. Except at least in high school they told you basically exactly what you have to write about.
For this class we have fifty minutes to write something on one of four topics. He’ll tell us which one in the morning.
Basically, I wish it was over already and then the rest of by day can be awesome.
There’s this kid that I guess I went to high school with but he’s older than I am and I don’t even know him.
But forever ago, like before I had any friends on facebook other than just a few, he found my facebook and friended me or whatever. And it was no big deal.
But the other day he found me on instagram too. I don’t know how this happened. Even if it was just one picture, I don’t know how he would have even come across it because I have literally 11 followers.
This doesn’t even matter, but it’s weird to me.