Yeah,
It's Thursday.
I'm tired and icky-feeling,
But geez.
What does that matter?
Because draft one's done!
In the bag!!
661 words!
5 Paragraphs!
And regardless of what needs to be added,
It's a start!
Of my first AP essay.
Oh, it's a joyous occasion!
I can't help but be happy.
And feel a little exuberant.
And tomorrow's Friday.
Well goodness, it just gets better and better, right?
Right.
And it's all well
Because I'm perfectly illusioned
And regardless that I'm still thinking of silly little things,
Involving a certain silly little someone.
(Wow, that's a really lame phrase.)
I am contentedly content.
And it's going to be easier to sleep tonight.
Knowing what I know.
Knowing what Bacon's rebellion was.
Knowing was Brobdingnagian means.
Knowing that people can love.
Knowing that my heart isn't completely embittered and frozen
From pessimism.
Knowing what I seem to know right now,
I'd say
"All's well that end's well".
And I'd just like to take the chance to
insanely proclaim my feelings of a love-type-thing
to the aforementioned somebody.
Yeah.
I love you.
Hope someday you'll get to know that.
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