The Enemy Of My Enemy Is My Friend
Ever since 6 years ago (yes, it has been that long), I have been bummed about losing my former school’s poetry essay contest to this girl named Yolanda. She was like my arch rival: everything I drew inspiration from she would ridicule and mark with disdain, and vice versa if I do say so. As such, we wrote about topics polar in philosophy. However, just recently I read in the paper that a woman named Tracie J. beat a Yolanda White in a Free Open Mic session last weekend. I might have to go get to know this Tracie person.
