Hey everyone,
How are you all?? How's your attitude??
Ah...in love...it really is so nice. Hi there, my Courtney!
So anyway...I had a dream about the weird things I used to do. For example, in 5th grade, I thought I was cool one day because I told the girl by me that her hair looked like hay.
I considered this to be a lovely compliment, but she did not take it as such. In fact, she threw my books across the room, where they ran into a wall and came to a quick stop.
Then...in 6th grade...The other kids hated me, so they told me to yell "puberty" at lunch. I did this while the RED LIGHT was on, meaning that NO ONE was to talk at this time! I was forced to apologise to the whole class full of idiots and was almost sent home.
Yet again, in 7th grade...I thought I was being a "nice guy", as I complimented the large size of a girl's bottom. She was angry, but months later, we became friends..well, til the end of that year, at least. Never talked to her much after that, not that I really care now though.
8th grade, you ask?? Well...I thought the school band's female bass player liked me...but I could N O T have been more wrong. Let's just leave it at that.
After that, I became cooler, or so I like to think...
Love to all...Hope to hear from you.
How are you all?? How's your attitude??
Ah...in love...it really is so nice. Hi there, my Courtney!
So anyway...I had a dream about the weird things I used to do. For example, in 5th grade, I thought I was cool one day because I told the girl by me that her hair looked like hay.
I considered this to be a lovely compliment, but she did not take it as such. In fact, she threw my books across the room, where they ran into a wall and came to a quick stop.
Then...in 6th grade...The other kids hated me, so they told me to yell "puberty" at lunch. I did this while the RED LIGHT was on, meaning that NO ONE was to talk at this time! I was forced to apologise to the whole class full of idiots and was almost sent home.
Yet again, in 7th grade...I thought I was being a "nice guy", as I complimented the large size of a girl's bottom. She was angry, but months later, we became friends..well, til the end of that year, at least. Never talked to her much after that, not that I really care now though.
8th grade, you ask?? Well...I thought the school band's female bass player liked me...but I could N O T have been more wrong. Let's just leave it at that.
After that, I became cooler, or so I like to think...
Love to all...Hope to hear from you.
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quartknee:
Maou moau! I love you dear! Kiss I hope you are getting to feeling better. I dont want you to be sick. Aww well i will see you soon, Kiss Kiss dear!
adalynn:
Happy St. Patricks Day...enjoy it!