back from that soul vacation
lunchtime, is the best time.
when your around.
no matter how stupid.
random.
quiet.
loud.
shy.
straight-forward.
hungry.
starving.
hacky sacking.
sitting.
dancing.
looking lost.
signing bellies.
or being sweaty, you are.
its the best time to get to know you.
and thats what i intend to do.
every day.
whenever i see you now.
i'll ask another question.
and expect another answer.
a true answer.
unless its an untrue question.
i'll say anything.
no matter how random.
stupid.
funny in the stupidest way.
nice.
sweet.
loving.
mean.
idiotic.
loud.
quiet.
or annoying, it may be.
you seem to be the best i've ever seen. and i intend to keep for a long period of time.
i'll curbstomp anyone who thinks otherwise. because they, dont know what their talking about. but we do.
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i learned how to play hacky sack (better) at lunch today. zach, james, nikki, edwin, and some other people were playing so i just kind of stood between james and zach and watched. they pulled me in the circle with them, and told me to just go for it. i did. kind of. it was fun. then i got side-tracked when this one kid was having people randomly sign his stomach and back. so, i signed it. i wrote "hi!" right above his belly button in purple permanent marker. then i tripped, over zach's backpack that should not have been sitting in my way, but noone saw. go me and my tripping-without-anyone-seeing-skills. yup.
i had to do all my mathwork by hand today in mr.athertons class, since i left my calculator at home. i buy it, to use it today, and i leave it at home. thats so just like me to do that. but, i got my work done. and before everyone else (with calculators) too. how odd.
ms.macnamara's class was the best, as usual. shannen and i ate cheetos (the puffy kind of course) as quietly as possible. and then we stole matt's cherry coke several times. twas fun.
i already described lunch, twice.
ms.blythe's class bombed. i hate her. seriously. she made me and amanda portelesi stay after class for a second, because we said the word crap. im not even kidding. she asked amanda, "do you know WHY i kept you after class?" amanda replies, "because i said CRAP." if looks could kill, amanda would be dead. then she asked me the same thing, and i answered the same thing as amanda. and she told me to shut up.
that teacher hates me. i know it.
much love.
Ronika.
when your around.
no matter how stupid.
random.
quiet.
loud.
shy.
straight-forward.
hungry.
starving.
hacky sacking.
sitting.
dancing.
looking lost.
signing bellies.
or being sweaty, you are.
its the best time to get to know you.
and thats what i intend to do.
every day.
whenever i see you now.
i'll ask another question.
and expect another answer.
a true answer.
unless its an untrue question.
i'll say anything.
no matter how random.
stupid.
funny in the stupidest way.
nice.
sweet.
loving.
mean.
idiotic.
loud.
quiet.
or annoying, it may be.
you seem to be the best i've ever seen. and i intend to keep for a long period of time.
i'll curbstomp anyone who thinks otherwise. because they, dont know what their talking about. but we do.
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i learned how to play hacky sack (better) at lunch today. zach, james, nikki, edwin, and some other people were playing so i just kind of stood between james and zach and watched. they pulled me in the circle with them, and told me to just go for it. i did. kind of. it was fun. then i got side-tracked when this one kid was having people randomly sign his stomach and back. so, i signed it. i wrote "hi!" right above his belly button in purple permanent marker. then i tripped, over zach's backpack that should not have been sitting in my way, but noone saw. go me and my tripping-without-anyone-seeing-skills. yup.
i had to do all my mathwork by hand today in mr.athertons class, since i left my calculator at home. i buy it, to use it today, and i leave it at home. thats so just like me to do that. but, i got my work done. and before everyone else (with calculators) too. how odd.
ms.macnamara's class was the best, as usual. shannen and i ate cheetos (the puffy kind of course) as quietly as possible. and then we stole matt's cherry coke several times. twas fun.
i already described lunch, twice.
ms.blythe's class bombed. i hate her. seriously. she made me and amanda portelesi stay after class for a second, because we said the word crap. im not even kidding. she asked amanda, "do you know WHY i kept you after class?" amanda replies, "because i said CRAP." if looks could kill, amanda would be dead. then she asked me the same thing, and i answered the same thing as amanda. and she told me to shut up.
that teacher hates me. i know it.
much love.
Ronika.