I agree, math should die, die, die. *ahem* On a serious note, this really captures the emotions that the "good kids" feel with finals approaching (and to the "good kids", finals start approaching from the minute school beings >

this almost could have been written by someone else if it wasn't for your raw passion still peeking through.
(this is me
and it's 22:11 and i'm staring at english projects that beg to be ignored.)

Haha...I love this piece...because I am really nerdy and I can relate to staying up long hours and studying...but the periodic table> This is different from most of your works I have read, and you pulled it off nicely, great job

Good poem. The other one is good too. There, Now i'm a good reivewer.

Ok even if Brits a Liar. You still didn't tell me me you want my lungs fludded with coffee. I didn't really care about the whole britt thing. the thing I have been thinking about all day is why you are so mad at me. Ill call you tonight.

I like this, it is so very true, I quit english this year though so I put my health first and I suggest people do the same... put your health first! We forget how important it is to us.

other then that little rant, i like it muchly!

The topic is different and hits close to home for me, and maybe that's why I can't tell if you're holding anything back or trying too hard, etc., like thegreymalkin says. (Trust me: That's easy to do.) However, I do know that what you've said here is exactly how it feels.

"failing my future is so tempting?"
"all your cares and worries on the wind (don’t you wish that it would rain?)"
"Grades more important than your health"
"don’t you think she’s desirable? No wonder everyone wants us (dead or alive)."
No matter what, it's too true.

I’m glad that you’re experimenting with different styles and all that rot. It’s good for you; it helps you grow; it helps you find yourself. But I can’t help that feel that your poetry is feeling steadily more juvenile, more amateurish. Maybe I’m way off the mark, maybe I’m just imagining this… but I feel like before, when you were writing “Alice, We’ve Arrived” and “SoTheTruthHurts” and “It’s Alive” you said what you felt with no apologies. And now, I just get this strange impression that you’re censoring yourself, holding something back, trying too hard. To be perfectly honest, I miss the old writing, when your words could make me flinch, make my skin crawl, make me cry. If you’re happier with your newer writing, keep it up. Do what feels right to you. But I just read through most of your work, and I thought you might like to know how I feel, how you make me feel.

Love,
Marie.

aah, yes. the second... part of this piece is just perfect, youve caputured the anguish wonderfully.
but memorizeing the periodic table? were you exagerating or do you really have to do that in america? 0_o
anyway, you must get bored of me saying the same thing, but thsi was brilliant.
~Bex xx

maybe its just me but i think it may need some more discription, then again it may just be me... any others think the same??
Good subject, i just looked the other review... uh... parralells? ok i guess u see them but i dont... (alice if u would be so kind to send me a message about them if YOU see what they are talking about)
~cassie~

I don't like math, either.

nicely written...did you leave out the word "are" up there btw? oh yeah and i totally loved the parallels in this! very cool! love the imagery, and just a tottaly awesome piece...it just comes in slow, then hits you, and engulfs you *claps* :) ~magnus