Yes, spring has brought me such a nice surprise: popcorn popping right before my eyes!
If you know where that's from... HAHA
I used to write poetry, it was great. Some how, though, I lost the interest. During school last year I was scribbling down some ideas for a poem about happiness and got onto the topic of how much happiness one needs or should have/control. That's when I started to notice how much I enjoy thinking of ethics and such...
Dear Mrs. Ballard, Creative Writing last year was a blast. Perhaps I did not show it enough, but I had a great time. I did not take the class this year because I wanted to take the history electives and I knew the class would be larger, which=not good. There will never be a time when I pass that coffee shop and not remember the good memories I experienced. I feel like I should pay you for those steamers... Eh, yeah, I will, I'll bring in the money some time next week. In conclusion: thank you.
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