So this is what being tested feels like?
Watery eyes, and opaque thoughts?
You are the teacher we all love to hate, the person that drives too slow, and the obligation I have to nonfat milk – don’t test me, God.
I had a plan.
It was laid out, nail – by – nail.
Then you flipped my table.
Can’t you see I’m simply trying to walk here?!
I’ve settled a little. I’m listening now.
Give me your opinion, your point of view…?
I’ve always liked writing.
Let’s begin with the introduction;
We’ll take turns.
I’ll start and…
You can write the rest.