Once upon a time...
Four of the most wonderful words ever written. they give you a reason to hope. To hope that one day those four words will change your life so that it too will have a wonderfull , fairytale ending. A reason to hope that maybe, just maybe there is a Prince Charming out there just waiting for you to fall into a deep sleep...
" Hey Sarah, I hope that's for class. Do your math."
Oh no , there it is again . that annoying statement coming from accross the classroom.
"Sarah, button your button, and do your math !"
"Yes sir ", I say but inside i'm far, far away from my math lesson. To tell you the truth, im really very far away from school itself...
You have my deepest apologies, for I know that right here is where a wonderfull story would go . It would be a daydream in full detail, assuradly full of action and adventure. A story of the sea most definatly. Sword fights, and wonderful piarate chases through the carribean, or mediterainian, the indian ocean , south pacific or anywhere else guarenteed to leave you sitting on the edge of your seat, unable to put your, actually my book down. But alas, I cannot expound my full writing capabilities (meager as they are) when all I contunue to hear is...
"Button your button and do your math right now! I really am going to take Open Office off your computer then you can do your math on your lunch break, and maybe even during p.e..."
You see, i absolutly detest math, and lunch and p.e. actually give me somthing to look forward to, as does 3:00. Therefore , by taking away the some of the only things in my day that keep me sane, he proceeds to make me insane until I start actually thinking in numbers, and supposably speaking bianary. tiamo 14:56, 4 April 2007 (UTC)