she thinks that i was with my friends yesterday

i wander around the room pointlessly, aimlessly eating grape from the bowl that liz gave me.

"you know, you have that english paper to write." i pretend i didn't hear. hey, it worked as a child. or atleast it was supposed to. my mom always saw through that defense.

"english paper english paper ENGLISH PAPER ENGLISH PAPER!"

it too has resorted to childish tactics, screaming for me to work.

yeah, right.