The Wind Is Blowing
Now, if that's not a simple sentence, I don't know what is.
I Need To Get This Out
Sometimes, after turning something in English, I get mad at what she [my teacher] says about my stuff. Look, it's meant to be interpreted any way, I don't care how. If you think it doesn't make sense, it doesn't matter. Plenty of things don't make sense! I
want it to sound like this. I don't want it to sound like anything else. That's how I want it to sound! Geez, damn it.
Listen, I like my teacher. She's a lot better than some. But sometimes, it's my own freaking thing. I want it to sound like this. I don't want to sound like something else. They are my words. And I don't want it to sound like just anything else. It's my interpretation. If you don't like it, tough.
And that just made no sense. Okay, rant over.
I just don't like people messing with my stuff.
posted by Val at 11/29/2001 09:39:00 PM
