Annihilate

Take my advice. Never, ever, take english class. Seriously! Even if you have to skip class or something, do not take this class. All you learn is verbs, adverbs, nouns, pronouns, adjectives, definitions of words of which I couldn't care less about, and the list could go on and on and on.

Except it won't, because I will not act like one of those people who talk on a out something forever and you just want to punch them in the face because they are being so boring!

Ugh.

"Class, let's welcome our new foreign exchange student, Anna." I heard the teacher say. "I told you, my names not Anna! My name's Annihilate!" I heard a small voice say. Following the voice, what I found surprised me.

Her hair was a bright red, as in died red, color that curled into ringlets that framed her face and stopped at just below her shoulders. She had a pretty face, which made her look innocent, but didn't make her look gorgeous. She was average height, measuring probably around as tall as me, five feet tall.

"Well Anna, why don't you tell the class a bit about yourself?" I heard Anna sigh.

If I had a name like Annihilate, and had it turned into something as plain and sappy as Anna, I wouldn't be happy either.

"Well, my name is Annihilate, which means to take on or to destroy."

The teacher suddenly looked nervous when she said that. "Yes, very good Anna, anything else that you'd like us to know?"

"Yes," was it just me, or did her eyes shine over once she said that? "stay out of my way." And with that final word, she purposely marched over and took a seat in the back of the classroom.

Okay, let me know what you think! I'd love to have feedback, positive or not!

Which reminds me, don't positive numbers just make you want to start a T.V. show called the Fungus Monkey and start a global petition that bans positive and negative numbers from being used ever again?

Yeah, me too.

Well, that was my random thought for the day. Bye bye!