I'm thinking I'd prefer not to be rescued
These new glasses are a pain.
I am only allowed to use them when reading things that are near, such as a paper or book right under my nose.
I was expressly ordered by the glasses technician (proper career title? who knows) that I could not look through them when looking into the distance or at anything
other than something that is near; lest I screw up my already strange vision even more.
So the result is my wearing the glasses on the tip of my nose and bearing a strange resemblance (as Alyssa pointed out) to Mrs. Clay.
Not the look I'm going for.
Kids who dont wear sweats bother me... and my legs
My locker is bigger than my life. And I dont know what to do with it. My sister suggests I put a disco ball in it... not necessarily a bad idea.
Why is this weather so flippin' gorgeous. I had the strong desire to go lie in a field.
If only water main breaks had a larger affect on the public school system.
*this could take all year*