What happened to all of the years that I thought that I had? It's my final year of childhood, yet I plan to pass them away lumbering around under the pressure of schoolwork and adults. I'm no teenage rebel, but a little part of me wishes that I could be Peter Pan-to stay young forever. School hasn't been too deathly yet, but the thought of taking 6-7 Advanced Placement Tests looms over like an anvil in a Tom and Jerry Cartoon. It's my fault for wanting to be so ambitious this year anyway...So these are all of my thoughts on my quickly dying away Labor Day weekend...until tom
And other things. Hammurabi's for my etymology paper. The other things are for my friends. It's my genius fault, really. I REALLY want to make a parallel between the hit show Friends and my, well, friends. But we soon realized that the pool of characters wasn't enough to cover all of our friends. So, we started collecting more characters from TV show, cartoons, movies, books. Maybe what we need is our own original series. Too bad we don't have an objective third person to use as a narration device. I, as challenged by one of the said friends, will simply serve as the writer for now (let's ignore all of my emotional, delusional. and hormonal baggage that all of my imaginary audience is familiar with from previous posts). Let's start off with the easy ones... _____________________________________________________________________________ Coach Coach - Nick Kent if you're well-versed in the world of sports blogs - as I like to call him, has been a class...
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