The+Droid

It is me. It can do what ever I want it to do. It makes life so much easier. It helps me with acidemics, sports, and social life. No one knows how to ulock it. This, my sleek ebony tomb of me. It is I who it knows it truely. The glossy onyx tablet that save, entertains, and creates the easy life just on how I try to help others. For my hard earned A's gave me the even easier life of the Droid. This electric, battery powered device is unable to acompany I as I journey to the pool, where, I stay for the summer. At the dinner table as I feast on some divine hamburgers, a loud, "DROID" sounds off and then, BAMMMMMM!! I'm grounded. The ability to save time is unbelivable. It cuts time in half. I never go anywhere without the Droid. Sounding with Ice Cube I rap. This how I do it.

If the Droid didn't do what it did then it wouldn't be anything. Sounding around when I search desperatly for my tablet of "This-Will-Let-Me-Go." As I sit around bored I play Hungry Shark and Angry Birds to keep me from doing something stupid. As I'm lonely I listen to some music to get me pumped. As I don't know what 47 to the power of 17 or what the theroy of evolution is I scan the internet. It is as loud and musical as I. It brings me up. The Droid and I were created to help.