I love my class. I love my class. I love my, I love my, I love my class!
That's how I feel about my class. I feel like me...like my favourite and bestest me has come out to play. I feel smart and on and snappity snap. I feel a skip and a jump and a toodley doo.
I am surprised at how much I know. Things I didn't even know I knew until I was faced with having to. Looking at a leaf and spewing, "That's peach...oregano, salvia..." Huh!?
A plant etymologist is who I am.
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this post makes me happy, that is (expletive) awesome! can i swear here?
ReplyDeleteSwear away! (PS: YOU make me happy!)
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