So, I wrote a me version of the first three lines of Free Falling by Tom Petty. You can sing it if you try, it's just about the right rhythm:
She's a good girl, loves good grammar, loves cynics and the internet too.
She's a good girl, crazy bout lj, loves greyhounds and the french language too.
And it's a long day, living on campus, cause there's a freeway passing her by.
That last line is because I'm almost 20 and still don't have a license... :) But yeah. That's what I've been doing instead of a French essay. I want to go watch a Meryl movie, methinks.