Well, it's not so bad. At lunch times my friends and I tend to revert back to the age of 10 and hit a big bouncy ball around. I suspect this new one will soon pop like the others.
Anyway, we have a few assignments (yay, I got a new one in HSIE today - my life rules) but the one in particular that I'm thinking about the most is an analysis of a monologue from Romeo and Juliet. In the format of a speech. Fuuck.
Our monologue is only meant to go for 15 lines, but as I have already outlined in the title, mine goes for about 45. Now, this isn't the most intelligent path to take because speeches are my weak spot. I don't know, there's just something about them that really gets to me.
Moving onto a particularly lighter note, I just discovered that being a target for a water balloon slinger is funner than I expected. I almost got hit in the face with a water balloon going at like 60km/h. I was running towards it to intercept but then realised that I was about to be smacked so I dodged just in time. We were on the beach and it was pretty dark so you can't even see the water balloons coming for you.
Ah, good times.
Tonight was topped off with a slushie and a beuno. :D.
Yeah, me just straddling the air. As I do sometimes. This was ages ago, though.
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