Write from the point of view of an inanimate object.
Hey, its me, your toothbrush. i've been thinking, and i've come to the conclusion that the two times a day you've been using me just isnt enough. its hard work, getting the nastiness out of your mouth, sometimes i cant even handle it without the aid of the mouthwash. all im saying is that it would make my job a whole lot easier if you could, you know, brush up a little after lunch. oh, and by the way, whats with the bubble gum toothpaste? you're too old for that.
im so freaking cool.
so this weekend was pretty good. Friday night was Zoe's birthday party, which was really really fun. it started out like a typical party for me: me, sitting alone, playing solitaire and texting. i'm getting more and more antisocial by the day. soon ill be Alexa. but anyways, once i met some of Zoe's friends and Alex and Christian got there, it was really fun. happy birthday, zoe :)
and then yesterday, i worked on my english project. we actually got a lot more done than usual. sorry i was yelling at you chloe. maybe if you didnt talk so damn much we could have finished :) maybe.
and thennn there was a Wadel project, which was a huge fail. even the regional board members that attended were being so disrespectful. its your job to help me and hannah, thats why you were elected, not to sit in the corner, on your phone, and then bitch about the project when you leave. it was a reeducation project, i dare you to plan a better one.
alright, now that im doing being mad about that...im working on my history collage. i feel like an eight year old, gluing pictures to a poster board. but if it'll help my APUSH grade, i cant really complain. well i can, and i do, but whatever.
so i guess ill get back to that. uch. im so over school and its still the weekend.
pieces
kelly
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