Almost Summer Irreverence

It’s almost summer and so I am past the point of caring. Did I just casually burn the most popular girl in school? Probably. Don’t care. Did I just email my teacher using texting abbreviations? Yup. Do I care? Noooooooooooooo I do not. My English teacher recently assigned a project where we write, in any format we want. I started writing and I wrote like I was supposed to be forging a report on poshness by the Queen of England. I as I wrote late into the night, I began to write like how Kevin Hart talks in Night School. (I’m watching Night School okay, I’m distracted!) It’s literally taking about 30 minutes to write this one thing. Bye.