On strategies.

Sometimes I recite the St. Crispin’s Day speech under my breath while I work on Math problems because it helps me think.

On the humour of it.

Arrrrgh! I’m getting distracted by Shakespeare AGAIN!

 

On advanced note-taking.

Mum!

Did you know I can take my Cornell notes in the dark? The computer gives off enough light, and this way, I can see the details of Professor Cox’s presentation better.

On genuinely spectacular eyerolls.

[We are leaving dance, and Allie is not pleased about it.]

Argggg I wish I could stay all night – now I have to wait until TOMORROW to go back.

That’s true, but you have modern to look forward to in the meantime.

Mum. You are aware, aren’t you, that just saying a word with particular emphasis doesn’t make my frustration any easier, or tomorrow arrive any faster. You cannot alter space-time with a mere word.

On leaving one’s room.

UGH, yes! Let’s go. For I need to get out of this pestilential place!

On me being annoying.

[I am joking around with Allie, conducting conversations based entirely in movie quotes.]

Mu-uuuuuum! Can you stop it with the allusions?

On rhetoric.

Mum?

Yes.

Do you know what?

Yes.

No, you don’t actually. So as I was saying…

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