Actually, Ms. Lake, this isn’t our last blog.
You see, since time is an illusion created by the government to control our lives (cough cough MS. LAKE), time therefore does not exist and therefore does not move forward. Therefore, we will stay in high school, ninth grade, and ninth honors lit for the rest of our lives. Class will go on forever. And we will have a blog forever.
Denial? What denial?
I am so incredibly sad by the fact that there will be an end to blogging!! This has been the best language arts assignment EVER. I think that we should just put an end to all actual work or any assignments that require strenuous effort and just blog all day. That would make balancing school work much easier.
I really do love blogging, and I hope to continue posting when I can! Check in during any spare time, and I’ll try to whip up a word soufflé every once in a while. Of course, I’ll be really busy between walking red-carpet premieres with George Clooney in a killer Versace gown, cracking top-secret codes for the CIA that save the president’s life, becoming a world-renowned Harvard graduate nuclear physicist/ curling champion, and running a small third world country off the coast of Madagascar.
But I’ll manage.
I want to keep up with everyone’s blogs because they are all so wonderful! I’ll check in every once in a while to see what’s crackalackin with you youngins.
But other than that, I guess this is goodbye.
Farewell, my fellow bloggers. Farewell.
WHOA. Sorry guys. This is way too emotional and stuff for me. There’s no way that this is my exit. Okay, here we go:
Nancy logs off of WordPress and slowly closes her laptop. A single tear escapes from her closed eyelids and streaks freely down her face. Nancy rises out of her chair and then departs down the stairs to the door. She pulls on her black leather jacket and combat boots and races outside. Nancy swiftly swings her leg over the top of her red motorcycle and rides away into the sunset with the wind whipping her long, luscious mane of fabulicious hair. Nancy lives happily ever after as the credits roll across the screen.
Ah. That’s better. Besides, I had to use “fabulicious” at least one more time in my blog.