home at twelve.
worried to the bone. fretting my head off. ah... ....!
my homework isn't complete! what should i do?
should i just go to bed and pray that the teachers won't collect the homework tommorrow
or slog through the night just to complete half of it?
i decide. i don't know what to do! oh, how i hate homework with a vengence.
the sight of it freaks me out. sigh.... let me ask my oh-so-wise...
ohh he's gone. argh!
