Hip hop's not dead, its really the mind of the emcee. I woke up at 9 and ran out the door in a fluster. huff huff, my breath was ragged as I traversed the harsh world as the snow pelted on my back. My destination? Sheridan collage in Oakville.
It would seem as though I wasnt destined to make it to oakville as every five steps I would get the sudden urge to turn around and go home. Pehapse it was the numbing cold, or the fact that i had the feeling I had forgotten something, but for one reason or another I kept thinking i should go back but nevertheless I got on the bus, payed my fare and snuggled in ready for a long ride to South common mall and from there sheridan collage.
The trip was dull. I entertained myself with scenes from superbad, the hillariously akward movie. Still chuckling to myself as the movie came to a close the driver yelled to get off and at once i was hurled back into the harsh unknown, left to battle the elements. Would i survive? the snow now atleast five centmeters high and the temperatire getting lower by the minute I saw it, the bus i needed. When it pulled up in front of me I smiled and hopped on. I received a warm greeting from her and was told that sheridan collage was closed..... DENIED
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haha - DENIED.
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