Thursday, July 23, 2009

High School.


The freshman girl,
oh so shy,
sits and watches the sophomore guy,
the sophomore guy,
head all in a whirl,
sits and watches the Junior girl,
the Junior girl,
in her red sedan,
sits and admires the Senior man,
the senior man,
all hott and wild,
secretly loves the freshman child.

I wrote this poem in thought of trying to create a...story. A story of a love...chain. In high school. And I'm a freshman in high school...and I'm just starting to create scenarios.
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My Goals.

  • Get a scholorship!
  • Ace the SATs and other exams.
  • Accomplish community service. 60 hours min.
  • Join at least four clubs each year in high school.
  • Get honor roll or straight a's in high school.
  • Get accepted into my dream college, University of Pennsylvania.
 

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