Aeturnalus

This is the version we’re submitting, pretty much (unless i messed something up?), complete with music. Members of group, please edit script to fit this version =)

Musica is intentionally left blank, to show that we didn’t create the music (=))

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This is the preliminary edit of our Spanish final project, without music and such. If you’re in my group, please proofread/check the order of events – I may have things wrong. This thing took forever to edit, and longer to render… I hate making videos.

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Being the procrastinator that I am, I left pretty much all the supplemental reading project work to be done today… the day before its due. There was a pretty big problem, however – I somehow misplaced my book yesterday, and I was completely unable to find it today. I had to go and buy another copy, then do the whole project starting at 11:47PM (although that was more because of my dad than anything else). Thankfully, I’m done now, and I’ll go to sleep sometime… or allnighter? Not too sure which is better really.

I was bored and made my lit poem in iambic pentameter… =)

Double, double, toil and trouble
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Its Shakespeare’s sonnets which make thee a fool,
For they confound, confuse, create the pool.
The pool of sadness, broken tears of men,
Who’re shatter’d by the writhing ballpoint pen.
Those fourteen lines that flee thy mind before
Thou hast a chance to think a little more.
Tis writers’ block it is, while trying it
Again and yet again in just a bit.
A bit more time thy brain implorés thee
A thought that flies through thy dead mind: Why me?
And now thy’rt almost done with sonneting
Tis time another takes the reins of king.