“But it never ends; it stretches on into infinity.”
Luuuulz. Okay! I’ll take it.
“Boys,” she said, “what’s wrong? You look as if you lost something.”
Am I going to deflower some young men?
I’m not doing it right now… I’m just blogging for Holli’s.
“Lost something?” Not yet hahaha
(no book can be located at this time)
With a confusion of ideas only to be accounted for by my extreme youth and my want of a guide on such matters, I had retrod the steps of knowledge along the paths of time and exchanged the discoveries of recent enquirers for the dreams of forgotten alchemists. Say what? I should really get up and go to college.
Each day, a factory makes three types of hinge: basic, standard and luxury.
The perils of sitting near a maths exam book…