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Love Poetry and confuzzlement

I just finished the first five chapters of Light in August. I swear that book is slow reading. Once you get into it the dialogue is not too much to handle but that whole swipping between characters. I am just not sure I know exactly what is going on. I am sure she will explain it.

But that is nothing compared to Mrs. Smith’s poem. She gave me time to make up the poem because I was sick. Now that thing doesn’t make a lick of sense. But when it does is so painfully sappy it would rot your teeth. I guess love poetry is appropriate for February…

Valentines day is a cheap holiday. I feel that in high school it is only used as a opportunity to show off that you have a boyfriend. Smooth. Make all the singles angry and lonely. Why reduce it to one day. So sleazy lovers try to cover their asses by being nice for once, probably for sex and the single girls sit around and play Super Smash Brothers and eat chocolate. I have been reading too much love poetry! Why must it be so sappy?!