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I feel so sick. I got a sore throat this morning and it escaladed OUT OF CONTROOOL!!!
Wow, but I am actually very pleased with myself for doing so well today. I stayed up till midnight last night to get all that goddamn work done (mainly because I was procrastinating earlier in the evening by talking to Sarah on the phone for like, 3 hours... D:), but I really think that my paper turned out well. I had a lot of writing stuff flowing through me, which is why I wrote a short little story thing in a 10 minute break I took. It's only 3 paraghraphs, but it flowed well and I rather like it. Here, I'll paste it with my mad Ctrl+V skills!!
“Naruto, I’m so sorry.” Sasuke looked down at his best friend. He lay strewn on the ground like a dog-chewed rag doll. Blood was practically seeping form his pores. His legs were twisted unnaturally and his left arm was shorn off at the elbow, reavealing cherry blood and starkly contrasting bone. His headband had been wrapped around the arm as a tourniquet, but the dark blue fabric quickly turned black with the running lines of blood that trailed his neck and torso. “Don’t worry, Tsunade-sama will fix you up. You’ll be alright again. Only two or three weeks in the hospital and you can come live with me again. No sweat. Jus you and me, and the pantry will be stocked full of ramen.”
The other boy’s mouth twitched a bit, but his blue eyes began to turn glassy. “You can see it can’t you?” Sasuke gave a half-hearted chuckle. “Mounds and heaps of ramen. Mountains and seas of ramen, even. After that, you’ll be the Hokage for sure, and you and me and Sakura will rule wisely. And we’ll kick that annoying Kakashi-sensei’s ass any time we want!” The dark-haired boy’s voice became more frantic as the other boy’s eyelids drooped and the hand that he gripped tightly slackened. “And you and I, we’ll sleep in the same room and share meals, just like real brothers. Real friends. And I’ll count on you and you’ll count on me, and we’ll never have to be lonely again!” The last of these words came out in a harsh rasping sob and broke as Sauske burst into tears. He had not once cried since the death of his family, but now he let the floodgates come crashing open. He cried like he had wanted to every day of his life since he was seven.
The boy cradled in his lap, drenched in blood, shakily raised his remaining hand to brush the tear-darkened face above him, and then closed his eyes forever.
If you actually took the time to read that, kudos to you. It's really out of character and the wording's choppy, but it's just what my brain barfed out; I didn't edit anything.
FIZZICKS: Yeah, and thanks to Mattattack-physics, I answered all of the questions on my Physics test instead of leaving the ones I didn't know blank. I ACTUALLY KIND OF KNEW WHAT I WAS DOING! YAY!!! So I'm real proud of myself for that.
ARRRRT: Worked on the key picture for a while, but ended up talking about HP with Adrianne. She made me a really nice love letter from Ron Weasley that I'm gonna put in my love letter box that I have yet to make. X3
ORCHESTRA: FABBBBBBB. <3 Lots of Mr. George-isms today. :D
FRENCH: Performed the French version of "Mickey," which was awesome, but we have to do it again for our biggest fans, Caroline and Kassidy, who left school today to see HP. D:<
ENGLISH: Read as Linda in "Death of A Salesman" despite sore throat. Everyone loves Kim and my comics. The paper will be out Monday, so keep an eye out for the fab comics in there. (Only one of mine is in there this month, but next month the rest should be in there.)
WHAP: Didn't finish Americas chart, which is no biggie. I GOT THAT WHOLE PAPER DONE. ALL OF IT. EVERYTHING. AND IT FLOWED. IT WAS SO GOOD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF. I know she's gonna take off Nazi points, but I'm SO HAPPY with how that paper turned out. I really felt that it floooowed. Maybe some residue of awesome from my OMM english paper wore off, eh?
SO NOW. I'm home sick with a sore throat and one helluva cold. I fell asleep at 3:30, after Pokemon (X3), and didn't wake up once until 7:10. So I couldn't go to 4H, 'cause I was so nasty-sick. And I've watched "The Emperor's New Groove" twice. Once in English, and once in French. Yes, I know, I know... You may shoot me now.