Poem that is random but my day was not random? Does that make sense?

Hello,

It's rainy I feel sleepy
Suddenly I'm feeling weepy
Rain splatters on my jacket
Now I feel like Brian from Hatchet.

Wind whirls now I'm cold
Coldy coldy cold cold COLD
Puddles wet my feet
As wander like a lost sheep.

Today I learnt sushi is disgusting
If you're having it for lunch I wouldn't be rushing.
French was fun I learnt a lot
I wish that hour could never stop.

This is a really random poem
That doesn't make sense
Hey look I just found fifty cents.

That's my day wrapped into a very random poem. Oh and by the way I changed my gifted study
Back to David Attenborough.

Plus tard et merci beaucoup for reading my blog
Madison

Term 4

WOW!!¡¡!!

First day of term 4. Where did they days go? Actually where do they go? Hmmm that's something to think about.

I'm a bit worried about my gifted study, first it was David Attenborough, then Jimmy Spithill, now it's Sir Douglas Bader. Will I ever get it finished? Will I get an above? Wow this was a school project now it's turned into a Shortland Street series. I'm sure I will get it finished though...... Positive thoughts Madison, positive thoughts.

Well! Plus tard et merci beaucoup for reading my blog.

Á beintôt,
Madison