unsinkable ships- sink.
today may have been the best school day for me all week. no classes, career day, i know but most of my classes didnt have speakers and if they did, they were really cool.. so yeah that was good and it was a fast day, everyone else would tell you differently.. but i will not. after, i lifted then kickboxed then went to angies house for our thanksgiving feast and then went to dance until latttte. it was funn. i came home, showered, and thats about all.. im tired. im not going to school tomorrow.
i take that back, i am. i have to go before my appt. to drop off canned goods for extra credit in like everyclass and then go to the ortho & the dentist, ill be done around one, and then ill come home and sleep some more. it'll be a good day
She wishes she was a poet so she could impress him with grand words to describe his wonder. So the butterflies that danced in her tummy were more than just butterflies, where each flutter of their wings sent a chill down the spine that could freeze time. but that itself would be in a time where it was possible to freeze, succumbing the situation where she wanted the calendar months to pass and a green booklet and a stamp made the world of difference. In the morning they would complete each others puzzles and the patterns that didn/t exist which made every day something new and exciting -- and only this time…she really hoped…
I wont say much more than that- commmmment?