I wrote this in my agenda today.
The portable that I take Driver's Ed in smells like an old museum. Or maybe sawdust. Or maybe old carpet glued onto new floors.
I really want to ask the girl in front of me if her butt is cold.
She has a hole right in the seat of her jeans.
I think she bought them that way.
(another entry, from drawing class)
Mr. Hoffman told me to draw a piece of candy.
We can't draw peanuts because a kid in my class will die if he touches them.
Honestly, I'd rather eat the toffee than have him keep walking behind my chair going "hmm...good job...hmm".
Because drawing a wrapper takes complete concentration.
I really want to ask the girl in front of me if her butt is cold.
She has a hole right in the seat of her jeans.
I think she bought them that way.
(another entry, from drawing class)
Mr. Hoffman told me to draw a piece of candy.
We can't draw peanuts because a kid in my class will die if he touches them.
Honestly, I'd rather eat the toffee than have him keep walking behind my chair going "hmm...good job...hmm".
Because drawing a wrapper takes complete concentration.