I rock!
Because Kelley says I do!
And also?
Because, I can write whole essays in French. I can work out Molecular Mass, Empirical Mass, Molecular Formula, and Empirical Formula. I can name every single part of the plasma membrane, AND the functions. I rock because I can complete the square! I can do somersaults, and handstands.
Because, I gots the cutest niece and nephew, and the cutest cousins. I got THE A* in RE.
I know that wearing cr*cs and uggs is an unforgivable sin. And also, that furry cr*cs? Are truly the creation of Satan himself. I also know that I would rather wear a pair of shoes I once wore to school to college, than EVER leave my front door wearing Jesus sandles. (People with broken toes/feet excepted from Jesus sandle rule.) And I rock because I totally have the mastery of the double-edged swords.
I rock because I can speak FIVE languages. 2 fluently, 1 GCSE B grade level, one middling, and one not so much. (English, French, Spanish, Russian and Hebrew. In that order.) I rock because I SO just turned 17. I rock because I have the coolest friends! I rock because I love guitar music, and y’all gots to rock to that. I rock because my aunts taught me how to.
I rock because I can use a computer, I rock because I go to *Insert my college name here*, and because I went to *insert name* High school, I rock because I’m British. I rock because I study Biology!
I rock because doing this post is making me feel great, if a little big headed, and I rock because I totally pwned on my French teachers ass today!
Finally…. I rock because….
wow, you are quite the rocking smartass, aren’t you?
Why thank you Gwendomama, your compliment is much appreciated!
You rock because you are awesome. And the same age as my child.
When will I ever get over that?
YOU ROCK!