After a very long night, of hard core studying and
listening to 50cent, Isabel finally fell asleep. When she woke up, she had
overslept; she put on her jacket and pants, grabbed her bag and sprinted out of
the door. She just barely made it to the bus. When she got in she sat on the
front seat which was sticky and full of gum. She plugged in her headphones and
clicked shuffle. Biggie smalls came on and it made the ride a lot shorter. When
she finally to school the pain from missing breakfast started to kick in.
She started to get angry with everybody. She headed for her first period
class which was english with ms Kopetsky the evil teacher who gave her the one
day notice for the big test. She sits in her seat in the front row. She hits
her head down on the table out of anger. Ms Kopetsky Comes by and hands out the
test. She is not read y for it, Her stomach is killing her, her head is
pounding and has just enough angry in her to write all the wrong answers. She
waited and waited, Time went by the end of class was seconds away. She was
waiting for the results. The bell rang and Mrs Kopetsky came to Isabel and
handed her the test, It had a 3/55 on it. She failed; she was devastated she
walked right out of the class and straight to her locker. She was so mad, she
bashed her head into her locker and it popped the lock right off. She grabbed
her books for the next class, and tried calm herself down, then she remembered
she had 2.50 on her. She ran straight to the cafeteria, and was already drooling
on her way there. By the time she arrived she had a giant smile on her face.
The lunch room was empty only the lone cook was there, She went up in line and
asked her for as many hash browns 2.50 could buy. There was a problem, there
was only 1 left, She took it anyway and devoured it. She then realized that she
had failed that test, She waited till lunch and went right to her room. She
told ms Kopetsky her story and she let Isabel Redo the test. She passed the
test with flying colors, after that day she went home and learned a very
valuable lesson never to miss breakfast again.
beauty thing
Wednesday 4 June 2014
Monday 2 June 2014
Friday 16 May 2014
Yarn
Protein bars
Complex carbs
Fiber in jars
Vitamins in bottles
Laxatives for lards
Makeup in streaks
Nail polish for weeks
Donuts laying a round
Cake by the pound
Bread by the bag
Sliced for the right price
Chicken by the dozen
Milk In the chill isle
Churned in the freezer
Pretzel twists
Bacon fits
Boxed cheese & grits???!
Lettuce have it
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