Chapter Fourty Nine
I had been sitting at my desk for as long as I could remember, trying to think of the perfect head line for our article. For some reason I was coming up short. Nothing sounded right to me. I had thought of everything to nothing and none of them seemed fitting enough.
Pages torn out of my books were stream across my table, some of them were folded and we're resting on the floor beside the wall where I had chunked it in frustration. This was the one time I wanted to prove that I was a genuis, and this was the time my brain refused to cough up something that seemed okay enough.
I looked at what I had written,
- Life of a self proclaimed nerd.
- Self reliance, the best reliance.
- Examination; test of memory or test of cram skills.
This were the three I had just
