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I'm sitting in journalism class surrounded by either future journalists or slackers just interested in receiving a solid A and an extra English credit. The thing is though, the class average is around a C, meaning that future journalists are getting all the A's and, no surprise, the slackers are getting all C's and below. People, like the USA hockey players, selected this class assuming it would be easy, but numerous worksheets and three articles later, let me tell you it's no blow off class. Speaking of blowing...
No, this isn't a sexual innuendo.
Last weekend my friend happened to lock his keys in his car. So during the process of breaking in with a coat hanger, two of his friends showed up to help, totally blazed. One proceeded to bending the hanger into a somewhat circular resembling shape. This reminded me of those giant bubble wands I used to have in elementary school. You know, the kind you dipped in a bin of soap and danced around forming giant translucent bubbles? I miss those bubbles wands. I feel compelled to run out to K-mart and buy one, go outside and dance around decked out in Gap Kids apparel. Hair pulled into a colorful headband, for once not caring about whether or not my clothes matched, or my hair was perfect. It's amazing how kids self-image changes during their years of adolescence.
Anyways, nevermind, my whole initial blowing allegory had no comparison to what I just wrote about.
-Lauren
No, this isn't a sexual innuendo.
Last weekend my friend happened to lock his keys in his car. So during the process of breaking in with a coat hanger, two of his friends showed up to help, totally blazed. One proceeded to bending the hanger into a somewhat circular resembling shape. This reminded me of those giant bubble wands I used to have in elementary school. You know, the kind you dipped in a bin of soap and danced around forming giant translucent bubbles? I miss those bubbles wands. I feel compelled to run out to K-mart and buy one, go outside and dance around decked out in Gap Kids apparel. Hair pulled into a colorful headband, for once not caring about whether or not my clothes matched, or my hair was perfect. It's amazing how kids self-image changes during their years of adolescence.
Anyways, nevermind, my whole initial blowing allegory had no comparison to what I just wrote about.
-Lauren