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Another week, another chance to get better. You know I hate Mondays, but it is the start of the week so I guess I’ll just have to thug it out. I think the worst part about it is waking up in the morning after sleeping in all weekend. If you ask me I don’t think anybody my age likes waking up at six just to go to school. They really need to change that. Move the time up to nine for when we’re supposed to be in school because I’ll be in the first period slumped. It is getting ridiculous.
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4. He brings out 2 cartons of eggs from his back room. There were 20 of us in the class so there would be enough for everyone. He explains how we would be taking care of this egg as if it were our own child. For a whole week. The amount of nervous faces in the class was crazy. I don’t think any of us have any faith in ourselves. I know I’ll try to. And just in case we break our egg and try to replace it, he stamped each egg with a custom stamp. Hopefully my baby goes uncracked.
By Robbie Baleabout a year ago in Poets
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