Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Passion :: essays research papers

Florida State Univer tantalizey, here we come Fort Lauderdale to Tallahassee, what a trip On the road once againblah, blah, blah, blah, blah, on the road again, that damn song always in my interrogation when were going on a long bus ride. I should phase out the words in between, but Im always too lazy. Now that I think about it, I unsounded bring forth two cases to write if I want debate. Mr. Wakefield would kill me if he knew Im going to a huge state tournament unprepared. Im not worried, Ill do it after the first stopIm tired straight off anyways. Ill just take a secondary nap. I woke up because of all the noisewere at the first stop. Its been four hours? Im still tired, so, I put my head back again. Once again, I woke up because of the noisewere at the second stop now. I slept through another four hours, I potentiometert believe it, and I didnt get anything done Im not worried, Ill write my cases after this stop Im hungry anyways. So, I ate a bunch of snacks, listened to my Walkman, and went back to the bus. Im just going to relax right now my head hurts and my sustain is full. Here we are, Tallahassee, Florida Its okay, Im not worried, once we eat dinner and settle in our hotel rooms, Ill write my cases. So, we eat dinner, get our rooms, unpack, and now Im way too tired to write my cases Ill write before the tournament tomorrow. The tournament is about to start and I still dont have any cases take a shitits okay I can write it before my rounds. I look over to the look and see someone posting the rounds up. All right, rounds are going to start in fifteen minutes and I dont have my cases ready okay, now it is time to panic Well, I always said I work better under pressureobviously, a lot of pressure. I sit down and Im writing as fast as I possibly can. Wow, so many ideasmy hand cant keep an eye on up I can smell the smoke coming from the pencil grinding on my notepad. I can hear myself rooting for myselfgo, go, go, go, Usilia youre fearful Okay, its time to go to my round, so I plot my butt down next to the door and continue writing. When my opponent gets there, I tilt my notepad so he doesnt see what Im writing.

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