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Homework... What homework?!?

The clock strikes nine. Ink fills the night sky, until the silvery orb in the heavens is the only source of light. The clock strikes twelve. Tiny pinpricks of light dot the raven-dark heavens. They shine brightly; as if each was trying to outdo the last. I sit. And stare. And wonder. The clock strikes three. I shift and pick up my homework. The assignment is a three page essay, due today. Should I do it? Nah... I toss it aside and resume my staring of the sky.

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Date: 9/9/2010 9:57:00 AM
omg, you sound just like me (but me I am asking "pending...what pending?!?"-- lol haha funny how the sky would be so much more interesting than homework --enjoyed this one too Tei-- btw missing "h" on "the" in your 2nd to the last sentence-- hope this helps :) -- nikko :)
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Date: 9/2/2010 2:27:00 PM
nice one, enjoyed your write..P.D.
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