LEAP YEAR

I find that my all of the english/writting classes I've done have has the most stupid and pointless live meetings :P She accuses us of having generally bad writing habits. And I always feel like she's talking to me, but I already know what she is talking about, and I know I don't have bad habits. Gah!!! I don't want to not go to classes, because being there helps me stay on track.... but it feels like a pretty big waste of time. I take writing really seriously, so I KNOW proof reading is important, especially for work that is being marked. I'm not stooooopid.

Anywho.... I'm sitting here listening to her voice, and typing to YOU!

Hahaha. We just had 5 minutes to write monolgues from the point of view of toys on the shelf. I was play-doh! lol.

Here's my monologue:

Through the barrier of the plastic walls around me I can hear the murmuring voices of the other toys. Several days have passed, and I am sitting here alone in the semi-darkness where I live. The lid of my container wasn’t closed properly after the last time Darcy took me out and rolled me into little snakes and roly-poly balls. I can see a slit of light from the room around me, which is both a blessing and a curse. I can see the time pass, but at the same time I can feel my pink squishy being begin to whiten and crack. I don’t know how long I will be left here like this. By the time Darcy comes back I will be solid as a rock, and will be thrown in the trash. Then I will be no more. If only I was important enough to be loved – loved like all the other toys on the shelf.

haha.

Anywhoo.

Happy leap year! Hahaha. This is Fredrick from the pirates of penzance BIRTHDAY!