"Would you feel better if his hair wasn't blowing in the wind?" "Sort of..."
Ohhhohoh...today is indeed a sad day. The leaving of...*Announcer voice* Seniors! Freeeeshmaaaaaaan! Hoooooo Sophomores! Here comes the Juniors! Ok...seriously. Enough of that junk. Well, their goes all my senior friends, and Jenny practically started crying. Uhhm, Nothing really has been happening, except Dearmond being weird. "Ok, all seniors line up here. Everyone else, four laps around the track." ;_; "..." Anyways. This dang History project is annoying, aaaaand hey, the weekend is somewhat comming up. It draws near the end of the school year <(o.<) and I'm sort of happy/sad. Probably since school gave me something to do, rather then sit here...with the dude that looks like a lady. Uhhhm...I think that might just be it really. I got that part of Borochio for English thing, I get to wear a freakin' mustache! Already have my lines memorizzzed. Man do I have too much free time.
"Oh mah gawwd!! Christyn! read this question!" *Looks and bursts out laughing.* "Describe the journey of a person in a wheel chair from your house, to the mall?!?!" "Ok, uhhm, beware of potholes, cracks, street thugs and tree roots??" "I dunno, maybe they would crash and fall out of their chair, with the wheel spinin'." "Either that or their electric wheel chair goes crazy and spins them around."
"Christyn, knowing your luck your first date is going to go along these lines: 'Don't worry Christyn, we can go on our date. But first I have to get groceries, then drop my little brother off at soccor practice. Then we can go but only until 5 because I have to give my mom her van back.'"
"Oh mah gawwd!! Christyn! read this question!" *Looks and bursts out laughing.* "Describe the journey of a person in a wheel chair from your house, to the mall?!?!" "Ok, uhhm, beware of potholes, cracks, street thugs and tree roots??" "I dunno, maybe they would crash and fall out of their chair, with the wheel spinin'." "Either that or their electric wheel chair goes crazy and spins them around."
"Christyn, knowing your luck your first date is going to go along these lines: 'Don't worry Christyn, we can go on our date. But first I have to get groceries, then drop my little brother off at soccor practice. Then we can go but only until 5 because I have to give my mom her van back.'"