For some reason, my English Prof. wants us to actually have class the day we turn in our last English paper. What? We don’t want to stay and discuss our favorite piece of writing we have accomplished. That’s no fun. It’s just about equivalent to busy work in high school. Then again… Prof. Pence did attend my high school. Perhaps she received the same dose I did, and now passes on the wealth.
Oh, well. The last English paper is now done… the pillow calls and that’s all for now. I hope this post was filled with useful information for all.
