"Once they do, their petals must fall right off."
I don't think any of you are going to give me the "right" answer. So, guess away, but you probably will have to wait until I finish the piece. I suppose I shouldn't care if it's a throwaway piece, because the main point is to write SOMETHING. I suppose perhaps then, it's practice for the HSC (?)
Anyway. Got back my practice essay, and got hit with another "You're doing stuff that only a few people in the world can pull off, well." =/
In short: Failed essay because of failed structuring, the same thing that happened last year with Shakespeare. Well, it's not *really* a failure. Because now I have the excuse of handing in another on Tuesday/Wednesday which = more work for everyone. But I should get it right this time. Time to decipher the squigglies.

That's just cool. Seriously.
Anyway...Lol. I just have bio. That means a weekend of relaxation/stressing/gaming/math/English.
Sorta failed the math tests. Need to take my time, I suppose.
What's last...
Oh. Well. Plan of attack is finish Bio, do enough math to satisfy parents, and then write article/story, then rewrite essay, keeping in mind edits.
Microscopes are...I don't like them. I swear my headache today was just because of them. Grr.
Or maybe that and a combo of hairspray in the air =(

I think a few people by the end of the day looked something like that. Or at least, what's what they all reminded me of. And/or just Alysha.
Anyway, enough foolery. Time to actually waste time.
Neku.
Hoping you have a wonderful day. No? Why do they bloom...