So, my British Literature class was cancelled today, which means I get to put off writing my response paper to "The Dead". Which really just means that I can work on other essays for another English class. This is good, because they have more weight on my grade than my response paper, but I am really incapable of not putting a lot of thought into all my work equally. Normally, it just boils down to when I get to my work.
So, class was cancelled, so I'm at Blackstone with Mike! Writing my essays, but I'm a bit stuck because, when I met with my teacher this morning, she told me my essays were good but to describe. And I had thought I had described my points to their fullest extent... now I just feel like I'm restating myself in other words. I hate writing/reading essays that do that. Blackstone is great. Write now, their playing Jump Jive, or whatever this song is named, I just know that my Dad plays/listens to it a lot.
Back to workzors.
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