CrazyChris576
The Vigilante
So I started my poetry class today. I'm not a fan of poetry at all. The professor is a bit off and writes some weird ass shit about his wife. Then some newbie kid is looking at my laptop screen while I'm on MSN and has the nerve to tell me "I don't think you should be doing that." Who the fuck is this kid to tell me shit. Then my homework is 50 lines of iambic pentameter. Basically every line needs 10 syllables alternating between unstressed and stressed syllables. I'm fucked.
My best friend also called to say she had a baby two weeks ago. I didn't even know. I'm gonna go back to flipping out mentally in my corner.
Ariana, I'm guessing?
And I can help with the poetry if you need it.