SchoolA Poem by GlamGirlIt will be the death of me...I forced a look at the clock. Fifteen more minutes. The teacher was mumbling about Quadratic equations. Graphing.
Y-intercepts. X-intercepts. When will we ever use this in real life? The bell rang. The sound of freedom! Students crowded the small hallway. Now we get to learn about Presidents. Westward expansion. Does it look like I’m enjoying this?! Irregular verbs. Newton’s Laws of Motion. But the worst of all: Grammar. Nouns, Pronouns, Verbs, Adverbs, Adjectives, Prepositions, Conjunctions, and Interjections. Phew. Can I go home now? © 2011 GlamGirlAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on May 23, 2011 Last Updated on May 23, 2011 AuthorGlamGirlVTAbout17, competitive dancer, musician, runner, general dork. I used to post a lot a few years ago, and I've found some interest again through a poetry class I am taking at school. Looking forward to pos.. more..Writing
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