My head hurts
It's school's fault
They make me work too much
I hate working
It's too hard
Why should I strain
When someone else
Could do it better?
Lots of people are better
Better than me
Don't pick me
I hate being picked on
In second grade,
I cried because of it
It made me sad
Sad stories make me bawl
Not that I read them often...
I read alot
I love reading
Books are cool
Read one about fire once
Fire burning books
I thought about that,
Fire is so destructive
It hurts and hurts
It hurts my eyes
My eyes are green
Like the grass
I'm not fond of grass
I'm allergic to it
And fruits...
And vegetables...
And dust...
And every furry animal
In the world
It's hard not having pets
I want a puppy
I can't have a puppy;
I'll sneeze to death
My favorite cartoon character
Is half dead
And he's a superhero
I want to be a superhero
I could fly
But I'm afraid of heights
I'll get sick
Speaking of being sick,
My head hurts...
Author notes
I AM A RANDOM GIRL!
I tried to be random while keeping on the subject of describing myself. Looking back over it, I'm pretty sure most of that random stuff is true. XD Enjoy!
A contest entry
- Ramble On, My Friend! by zhaniswolf.
375 points, ended June 4, 2007, 6 entries
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Comments
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You know, there's actually a technical term for what you did here: it's called synectic thought. Just thought you'd like to know that :]
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haha. nice.
love how you went back to the beginning at the end and found a way to hit another subject from the previous subject. great job. made me laugh...
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