This is my life.
(Proof that I am the coolest person you could ever meet. Or as Mr. Long would put it, most conceded. He would say that though. He doesn't actually know that the term "cool" in my vocabulary means entirely the opposite. It means weird okay? Seriously. Me conceded? You wish.)
Welcome to 1st hour Creative Writing.
Creative juices flow underneath my very thin layer of skin almost the entire hour of this class. (It must be thin because I got like 1000 paper cuts at work today. Just saying.) But in order for the juice to slip past the block I placed on my imagination, (writers block...I think that's what they call it. Haha) I need to make noises. Bird/Cricket noises to be more specific. Its sporadic, but frequent.
Say Hello to 2nd hour Seminary.
No amount of rain or wind could sink my spirits today. I sang "My Girl" until class started. (Loudly, and slightly off key I might add.)
Skip with me to 3rd hour Honors Anatomy.
This is where the magic happens.
Mr. Staley paid me a dime for two of my pretzels.
I pretended that the only word I could say for the entire hour was "no"
He threatened to squeeze my water bottle while I was drinking from it.
And lastly, "Rachael, You look pretty slobish today. Is there a reason? I mean...You pull it off quite nicely but it's not your best look."
Thank you Staley, for making my cold seem more obvious to everyone else.
Take notes with Me in 4th Hour AP Statistics.
ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZ......
Just kidding :) I would never fall asleep in his class.
Mainly because I try my best to make Brian uncomfortable during those 55 minutes.
He said he was becoming immune to my embarrassing statements. I highly doubt it.
So I tested my theory today.
............
Yep, He still gets embarrassed. =)
Sit at the cool desks with Megs and I for lunch
and you're guaranteed to laugh at least once.
We play games on my Ipod.
Megan, Connor and I played Once upon a Time.
This was our story.
"Once upon a time
I had frozen yogurt
and she filled up her tub
was so warm that it burned
since it was delish, I died
and then she cried."
We're brilliant.
Ps. Life is Rosy-Jess Penner. Its a great song. Look it up. :)
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