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ok, how exactly are you supposed to sign someone's yearbook when they ANNOY THE SHYTE OUT OF YOU?!?!?!??!?!?!? Morgan was bugging me for days to sign his yearbook, literally, only asking me to sign when I was eating or doing something else. It couldn't have been when I was actually running around with pens signing everyone's yearbook, but had to be at any time when I was trying to do something else. One day last week, I told him I would when I was done eating... and he followed me around for the rest of lunch. He was always within a foot of me (a little too close for comfort) and every time I'd turn around, I'd trip over him. I almost faked PMS to get him off my case. Hey, it's worked for both Irene and I before :-P. I finally ended up writing "Donde esta mi queso?" in there, as he doesn't know Spanish. (It means "where is my cheese" for those of you who don't know...) Got him off my case, anyway.
And yesterday, Irene drew on me. At snack she drew a heart on my right hand and a star on my left, then wrote a key on my left palm saying *=left and <3=right. At lunch, she crossed out the right and put left, then wrote "now you have two left hands!" which led Austin to take my left hand and write "this is the right hand cause the other is wrong." Yeah, that was amusing. and on the inside of my arm, Irene wrote "stop reading the inside of my arm! it's unbecoming." and on the side of my foot, she wrote
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And Kel brought Gaelic Storm into English today, we just sat there and listened to that for the entirety of the class period. I loved it :-P. Bagpipes are meant to be played fast, they sound better that way.
o never o never o never again if I live to be a hundred or a hundred and ten cuz I fell to the floor and couldn't get up after drinking a pint of that Johnny Jump Up
the doctor looked him over, said you'd better call for a hearse; it's not what you're thinking, it wasn't the drinking, this man died of thirst