Thursday, April 14, 2011

"And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times"

And if you're a showtunes freak you'll know exactly what show this is from. Chicago. Stop that judging if I'm up past like 11 I need it to focus. I know how strange. Whatever. I'm working on my last research paper of my high school career, and I need less than half a page more for it to meet the length requirement. Except I have nothing else to say. Sure there is plenty to analyze in "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" and sure there is plenty of stuff to use, but I've found everything I think that really adds to my argument. And I've BSed the intro and conclusion paragraphs to about 2.5 pages between the two of them. Length reqs are so silly; if I'm done talking I'm done; I can't BS anymore!

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