The Last First Day of School?
Oh, man... In two hours I begin what could potentially be my last first day of school (but probably not -_-;). This is the "before" part. Will I have scary tales to tell upon my return? Or will it be a wonderful school day? Today I only have one class at 6 PM. It's all about Sex, Gender, and Culture. The teacher has good reviews. And so, I am slightly optimistic.
The trouble is: PARKING. I now have to park in a different place, so I'm worried I'll go in the wrong way or something or, worse yet, find NO spot at all. >.< Which is why I am leaving early. AND then there's the issue of that guy that has now decided to stand around at the spotlight asking for money. He's scary~! His eyes...scare me. They're like reeeeaally light.
I bet it'll turn out like in Home Alone 2 and he's actually a super sweet guy that will send pigeons after those who would try to hurt me. I want to name this guy and call him... Sorry But I Have No Change Cause I Spent It On A Soda Before Class. Or I could call him Even If I Had Change I Can't Give It To You Cause You Might Be A Psycho And Chop My Hand Off And Eat It. Either of those works.
Now I'll go get ready. That's another thing! I'm always like "It's just school" and wear clothes that are unfashionable and then all the other girls are hip in their own fancy, casual, gothic, or whimsical ways. I had an idea to just make up my own uniform and claim I had come back from work. And wear that to every class. And become the resident kook. Then I will join EIIHCICGITYCYMBAPACMHOAEI at the stoplight.
The trouble is: PARKING. I now have to park in a different place, so I'm worried I'll go in the wrong way or something or, worse yet, find NO spot at all. >.< Which is why I am leaving early. AND then there's the issue of that guy that has now decided to stand around at the spotlight asking for money. He's scary~! His eyes...scare me. They're like reeeeaally light.
I bet it'll turn out like in Home Alone 2 and he's actually a super sweet guy that will send pigeons after those who would try to hurt me. I want to name this guy and call him... Sorry But I Have No Change Cause I Spent It On A Soda Before Class. Or I could call him Even If I Had Change I Can't Give It To You Cause You Might Be A Psycho And Chop My Hand Off And Eat It. Either of those works.
Now I'll go get ready. That's another thing! I'm always like "It's just school" and wear clothes that are unfashionable and then all the other girls are hip in their own fancy, casual, gothic, or whimsical ways. I had an idea to just make up my own uniform and claim I had come back from work. And wear that to every class. And become the resident kook. Then I will join EIIHCICGITYCYMBAPACMHOAEI at the stoplight.