Red Rover!
this song is cooool!
so, seniors... can't play at graduation, now? I know last year was a mess up. Hmm.
Also: Today was amazing. Third hour proved to have the most VIOLENT game of Red Rover since we were freakin' kids. It was just the Katelin Squad and Nick playing [four vs. four], with Sam, the Twin, and Angelina and I sitting against the lobby window/wall. god, they had no room to play.
well.
we had no room to play!
I was talking to cata when Nick sent ME right over. lmao. so I charged and couldn't break through. Then I ended up playing until the end. Oh man, my fucking forearms were red by the time it was done. It was intennnnse
What I enjoyed was: seeing Marissa say to Nick, "who should we bring over?" and hearing Nick say "Jocelyn." And then seeing the revolt on Marissa's face... oh maaaan. It was deep. It was a look of doom and regret. Ahhh.
Shit. It was VIOLENT. Even when I was just watching, they sent Hannah or Jazzy over, and my god, no one could ever break through. Hannah/Jazzy ran into them with SUCH FORCE she went HORIZONTAL in mid-air, feet touching the wall. That's how freaking intense it was. Keep in mind the lines had maybe six feet of space between them, and a table behind one line, a wall behind the other. If you DID break through, you would get so busted. Oh man. The game did not exist without its casualties. Hannah, Jazzy, and Amber all were injured by the end of it.
Oh, and Nick couldn't bust through Kevin and I! >D I think it was Kevin. Perhaps Trent. It was my left arm, too. Ohh, it made me happy. (:
I do think this would've been better on a Friday, though. I was exempt from Hon. English and Anatomy, since I pwned at the Science and English sections on the PSAE. Considering the only other classes are Journalism, Painting, Band, and Drawing... couldn't do much about that. Matt made a joke about the possibility of the "Prarie State Art Exam", though. Ugh, that'd be nice.
So, 3rd, 4th [A], and 6th were all down there. Half of 6th was outside, and LAWD was it fucking beautiful. Everyone was playing volleyball, and I would, but the massive bruise on my wrist EMINATED from volleyball, soooo: no. I was about to punch Cata for her excessive useage of a ridiculous French accent.
And if I hear "televangelist" one more time.
I will shank a bitch.
dear god.
yay for the smart seniors and Nnamdi's socks.
so, seniors... can't play at graduation, now? I know last year was a mess up. Hmm.
Also: Today was amazing. Third hour proved to have the most VIOLENT game of Red Rover since we were freakin' kids. It was just the Katelin Squad and Nick playing [four vs. four], with Sam, the Twin, and Angelina and I sitting against the lobby window/wall. god, they had no room to play.
well.
we had no room to play!
I was talking to cata when Nick sent ME right over. lmao. so I charged and couldn't break through. Then I ended up playing until the end. Oh man, my fucking forearms were red by the time it was done. It was intennnnse
What I enjoyed was: seeing Marissa say to Nick, "who should we bring over?" and hearing Nick say "Jocelyn." And then seeing the revolt on Marissa's face... oh maaaan. It was deep. It was a look of doom and regret. Ahhh.
Shit. It was VIOLENT. Even when I was just watching, they sent Hannah or Jazzy over, and my god, no one could ever break through. Hannah/Jazzy ran into them with SUCH FORCE she went HORIZONTAL in mid-air, feet touching the wall. That's how freaking intense it was. Keep in mind the lines had maybe six feet of space between them, and a table behind one line, a wall behind the other. If you DID break through, you would get so busted. Oh man. The game did not exist without its casualties. Hannah, Jazzy, and Amber all were injured by the end of it.
Oh, and Nick couldn't bust through Kevin and I! >D I think it was Kevin. Perhaps Trent. It was my left arm, too. Ohh, it made me happy. (:
I do think this would've been better on a Friday, though. I was exempt from Hon. English and Anatomy, since I pwned at the Science and English sections on the PSAE. Considering the only other classes are Journalism, Painting, Band, and Drawing... couldn't do much about that. Matt made a joke about the possibility of the "Prarie State Art Exam", though. Ugh, that'd be nice.
So, 3rd, 4th [A], and 6th were all down there. Half of 6th was outside, and LAWD was it fucking beautiful. Everyone was playing volleyball, and I would, but the massive bruise on my wrist EMINATED from volleyball, soooo: no. I was about to punch Cata for her excessive useage of a ridiculous French accent.
And if I hear "televangelist" one more time.
I will shank a bitch.
dear god.
yay for the smart seniors and Nnamdi's socks.