We finish all of our homework and Lola Leaves saying her sister has to go to the optometrists, I let her go without walking her to the door or anything. I run to my Mac and open it. My screen is filled with Aim and OoVoO. I have to finish a Social Studies project and I skipped Service for it and now I'am procrastinating. I reply to everyone's IM or something about homework. I work on my Social Studies essay that is due tomorrow and I have only done 1.5/5 percent of it and I have to do a 3D Model Of Cleveland! I'm going to die from all the pressure.
My phone vibrates as I type the rest of the history of Cleveland. It's Joshua:
"YO!" I answer rudely
"Do your Social Studies Homework!" He yells
"I AM!" I yell back
"No, I mean like speed type thing of other words no taking Wikipedia's words" He says as I look down at my computers screen and I am on Wikipedia.
"Shut Up" I say Amused as I end the call
I read the info on Wikipedia and think of a way to mix up the info into my own words. I all photo's at the bottom of each page and a large title on the page to indicate what the info is on the page. It's mostly to occupy space and make it seem as if it's more than it actually is. There's not that must things about Cleveland. It's just sports and bears and some other things that I could careless about. After I finish that page I get up and stretch. I stand by my balcony and take a deep breath, my phone vibrates again but this time it's restricted.
"Hello" I say tired
"Stop breathing the damn air and do your homework!" the voice says as I hang up the phone.
I put my papers between my keyboard and the screen on my mac, close it and move it over to the balcony. I sit down on the floor, open up my laptop, pull the papers out and begin again from where I was.
1 more page to go until hell is over and I can finally do the fun thing. I try to make a good Conclusion by what my crazy Ela teacher told me even though we're actually working on introduction,bodies, and conclusion of essays currently so I really don't have that much information but from what she taught us it's pretty much like keeping the reader there for a while but gently letting them go their separate ways. I look to my side and look back at my screen. I finish the last page, save it, print it and leave it in the printer ( our printer is next to our front door) I print out another copy to my room printer, staple it and cram it into my bag, it ended up being 7 pages due to the photo's and titles on each page.
I go to my closet grab my Nike's throw the sneakers that were inside the box on the floor and go to the balcony, I drop the box on the floor and walk over to my supply desk. My supply desk contains imported tools, crayons,markers ,pencils, and pastels. Some of the other stuff are in the art room like paints and other canvases of all sorts, our art room walls are splattered with paint of different colors.
I reach for the paint