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Art Colony: taking an english test
Thursday, February 16, 2006

› by victoria

inspiration
smile
bored
tired

(go to sleep)

(wake up)
still tired
focus
study
frustrated
reluctant to go outside in the sleet/rain/hail/snow thunderstorm

wait for bus
study on the bus
get to class
study some more
head hurts
get blue book
get test
get worried

one hour fifteen minutes to answer 5 essay questions and 10 "short answer" questions
pencil makes graphite-squeaking sound
write one, two, three, four
my left hand's got writers' cramp
five, six, seven, eight
still not done and only 30 minutes to go
i can't remember which part of "Don Juan" this stanza is from
shit
i guess it's from after he meets Haidi on the utopian island
write about that
fifteen minutes left

three questions to go
if anyone wants to sharpen knives they should probably go to Shelley's grave
'cuz what I wrote probably botched up everything in
"on the west wind"
12:15
the test is over
I filled up the blue book completely

tired
dizzy
relieved.

It's in Iambic Pentametre, Beeyotch!





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