Mother: Hi, Harry. Do you invite your friends over?
Son: Yes, Mum, those are Peeta, Blaine, Percy, Katniss and Thedoctor.
I am writing an essay in school. I’ve already written this essay twice, and both copies were rubbish. So today I talked to my teacher and showed her my paper and I was like:
“Sooo is this one okay?”
And she was like… “Hmmm no I don’t know. I think there are still things you need to fix. Like your thesis…”
And I was like:
“Whaaaa? A new thesis? You gave me that thesis! You want a-a new one? But that would change the whole paper!”
And she said “Yeah well…”
And she was like (Ryan Murphy) and I was like (Zach Woodlee)
And class was almost over so I realized I would have to rewrite it over the weekend.
And I was just sitting there like:
And I spent the rest of the class like this:
*This teacher is beyond awesome. She’s the coolest, and she’s doing an amazing job teaching us all the crazy essay stuff. But.it’s.so.hard. I don’t blame her though, both of the first essays were rubbish, obviously I would have to re-do them. Everything she said was totally valid, I just really really really really don’t want to rewrite this little slice of death again.*