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Tuesday, November 11, 2003
i'm late!
sorry i didn't come here sooner but i had so much homework! T_T
wow today i made a fool of my self (again) and of course it just had to happen in spanish! ok the teacher was passing out the tests and what not, and she said DO NOT START THE TEST, being my intellgent self i started (*smack*) and she (teacher) yelled at me (T_T) so then i started to smack my head against the desk *smack, smack, smack* ... *sigh*
also it's completely imposable to speak to my crush on any day except thursday, because that day i don't have shop. Now i have to run to shop to be on time, i mean like sprint and jump over people... oooohhh this is going to suck...
CIVICS IS EVIL!!!! i hate civics the teacher gave us a stupid assignment... a comic strip on the articles of confederation! blah!!!! blah blah blah!!!!
hhmmmm... looks like i'm done with my home work... so Piccy time hee hee hee hee
in other news today is vertans day, i'd like to show all this peom...
The Hills Of Bastogne
-by Bernard J. McKearny,
The crops should be full in Belguim this year,
The soil should be fertile, but the price has been dear,
The wheat should be red on the hills of Bastogne
For the roots have been drenched by the blood of our own.
Battered and reeling we stand in their way,
It's here we are, and here we will stay.
Embittered, wrathful, we watch our pals fall,
God, where's the end, the end of it all?
Confident and powerful, they strike at our lines,
but we beat them back, fighting for time.
Berserk with fury, they hitting us now,
Flesh against steel-we'll hold-but how?
For each day that we stay, more mothers must grieve.
For each hill we hold more men must leave.
Yes, honor the men who will someday come home,
But pray for the men 'neath the hills of Bastogne.
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