Something fishy is going on...
It's quite funny. really. Trying to do something right just makes it worse. It's rather intruiging...
No, quite seriously, I mean that. Here's the story:
Friday, March 11th, Eccentric Inspector Usagi writes:
I walked down the hall after fifth period.
It was quiet... too quiet. confused
Small wonder, as class had started. I headed to the school's library.
Wanting to turn my school career around, I decided to do my homework for Biology. From as long as I can remember, my school career has been rather... squishy. Wait, did I say "squishy"? I meant: insufficient.
Yes... it was insufficient.
Since I can remember, I've been rather a chronic underachiever. My memory traces back to the third grade or so, since I cannot remember first and second grade very well, as my rather short-term memory fails me.
But... why...? ninja
Anyway, that's rather unrelated to my current fixation of mind.
Where was I... oh yes, I did my Biology homework in the library. Now, the class had already commenced, I was aware. But I was trying to finish quickly anyways when I noticed a rather strange damsel run into the place. Her face said "distress"... a damsel in distress...
Alright, it was my best friend "Teyan", as she's called. But she was distressed...
Anyways, this young lady pulls out a sheet of paper... our homework, and tells me to work on this homework.
Work on homework... suspicious...
My mind was racing, as I thought: Maybe she wants to work on homework... but does she?
This is the first of a series of these... I'll finish the story once I have the time. What I'll be doing in the mean time... you don't want to know...
 Hoshi Usagi · Fri Mar 11, 2005 @ 11:16pm · 0 Comments |
