It annoys me that I can't indent like I am used to doing on my word processors( Mostly wordperfect, I despise Word), which is why I choose to double space in betwixt each paragraph.
I like words like that. Those little ten dollar words that impress some teachers and make other teachers feel like you plagerized(first misspelling) a paper. It always annoys me when a teacher insinuates I plagiarized a paper(spelled right the second time cause I looked to see how to really spell it on the first one), even if I did rip it off from a website. I mean at least I have the decency to change the words around and elaborate from my knowledge. Is that really plagiarism? Yes. That to me seems like creative license, but what do I know I am just some dumb teenager with a supposed supperior level IQ.
So as you can sumize from this ever so helpful chart above I have a adjusted score of around one hundred and thirty.
So I was annoyed earlier, and as such I was planning on writing this blog about that said annoyance. I say my brother is on longer than I, he says it is the other way around. So it comes to that when I want to get on he says I whine. Which isn't really true, I just have to ask him multiple times because he doesn't even acknowledge me when I ask.
C'set la vie (or however that is spelled) I guess. As we are nearing the end of this entry it means it is time for today's installment of Oneword:
It was the classic tale. She was my neighbor and I was in love. I would admire her from afar, never truly being introduced to her. She was my vision of perfection, my Madonna.
And finally she was mine, after all this time I had her to my self , to do with her as I pleased.
Ah, unrequentied, stalker love. Hahahaha. Oh ya I almost forgot random little site that entertained me when I was stumbling, Scribbler.
So as I leave please just remember, it could be worse, you could be a whale allergic to salt( Is that why they beach themselves?)
Farewell,
Tony Valetine
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