Today we were told that we as high school students were not allowed to write any sad, “emo” poetry. We were challenged to write about happy things.
I wrote about food.
Orion tends to write emo poems about what it is like to be a teenager. Usually these poems are about Orion’s parents….
Sorry guys. Forgive me for writing such mean things about you.
Friend 1: It’s base three to the…blah, blah, blah, cubed to the half.
Friend 2: I don’t get it. I’m so confused! I’m a failure!
Friend 1: You are NOT a failure.
Friend 2: Math hates me so much….
I wonder if they’ve ever watched Tintin?
Teacher: If I give you two dollars, and so-and-so gives you a dollar….
Friend: Oh! I get it now.
Teacher: *repeats self again*
Me: I hate Math.
Orion doesn’t like math and therefore still counts using their fingers. This is why Orion is striving to be an English teacher, not a Math teacher.
More of Orion’s Math problems will be shared today…
Never pay an author by word or else they’ll never stop writing.
Orion on paying authors by word
Everyone gets offended once in a while. How you react, now that is what really matters.
Orion on getting offended
Ever since my headphones broke my thoughts have been much clearer.
Orion still amazed by the amount of work that’s gotten done without any music in the background
As soon as I finish writing these, I’ll start editing them. Then I’ll choose which one I want to enter.
Orion trying to get published and win money
I have to finish this story in less than three days. Thank God I wake up early… I can do this.
Orion, writing like never before!