Sometimes these eyes forget the face they're peering from.
The past two days have been pretty good. It's almost scary. This morning was espically good. In English we handed in our short stories and went to the library all period to "have an intoductional meeting". The library is like... not that big at all, and yet the librarian was talking into a microphone headset, clipped onto her pants. It made me laugh way too much. Then i made out with some people in the isles, and then looked up Franz Ferdinand on the internet. Woop. Then in Latin we had a fire slash tornado drill. If it was the real thing, I would have been blown away into the fire.
It's raining now. I had to walk out to my car in it. The bottoms of my jeans are suffering from the puddles.
People that don't know who Tim Burton is are crazy. crazy. CRAZY.
Well, I suppose that is all for now.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, I did order the Franz Ferdinand guitar tab book last night. I knew you were curious.
It's raining now. I had to walk out to my car in it. The bottoms of my jeans are suffering from the puddles.
People that don't know who Tim Burton is are crazy. crazy. CRAZY.
Well, I suppose that is all for now.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, I did order the Franz Ferdinand guitar tab book last night. I knew you were curious.