whoa, the computer screen, looks really funny without my glasses on.
well i believe that we have come to the point in our relationship (me and you the reader) for me to tell you about drama class, and the writting that goes on there. see my drama class is very relaxed. and my friends in there are VERY friendly, but then again so am i, well not VERY friendly but enough. during movies that we watch in class we all use each other as pillows, and feel the need to write on eachother. no wthis has been going on for quite sometime. usally its something like "i love the cock" or " i love pussycats" or stranger things, that i have no explaintions for. well one time someone wrote "i love pussycats" on my back and as i was going up the stairs my mum asked what was on my back, and who had been touching my ass.well as it turns out amanda roy had slapped my ass and left a hand print, so all afternoon i had been walking around with this hand pring on my ass. meh i dont really care.
moving on to yet another story. this time its about my stupied assed sister, the older one.
so after school i agreed to go out in the cold with my sister to go to the store, on teh condition that she bought me something...actually she offered to buy me something, so i went, and on the way there she stepped in dog shit, because she doesnt watch where shes going. so she blames it on me. okay. so then we get to the store, and last night while waiting for my pizza to be cooked i went to look at magizines, and i found this really cool one about tatoo's, with pictures and such, but i didnt have the 8 bucks at the time. so when we went there today i asked her to buy it for me, and that i had 10$ at home that i would give her, but i wanted the change so that i could buy something. so she did, then as soon as i got my change back from buying a pop, she decides that she wants the change because she went to so much trouble. i said no, because she didnt have to and it's not my fault that the lady there gave her 2 5's, that she didnt want. big deal, then on the way home she was trying to guilt me, because she now had a couple of bills, instead of one. im thinking, you know what, its all money, it still adds up to the same thing. you can't make me feel guilty for this, you big idiot! and just to spite me on teh way home she pushed me into some dog shit!!!
well enough of my whining and blathering
blessings and moon light
well i believe that we have come to the point in our relationship (me and you the reader) for me to tell you about drama class, and the writting that goes on there. see my drama class is very relaxed. and my friends in there are VERY friendly, but then again so am i, well not VERY friendly but enough. during movies that we watch in class we all use each other as pillows, and feel the need to write on eachother. no wthis has been going on for quite sometime. usally its something like "i love the cock" or " i love pussycats" or stranger things, that i have no explaintions for. well one time someone wrote "i love pussycats" on my back and as i was going up the stairs my mum asked what was on my back, and who had been touching my ass.well as it turns out amanda roy had slapped my ass and left a hand print, so all afternoon i had been walking around with this hand pring on my ass. meh i dont really care.
moving on to yet another story. this time its about my stupied assed sister, the older one.
so after school i agreed to go out in the cold with my sister to go to the store, on teh condition that she bought me something...actually she offered to buy me something, so i went, and on the way there she stepped in dog shit, because she doesnt watch where shes going. so she blames it on me. okay. so then we get to the store, and last night while waiting for my pizza to be cooked i went to look at magizines, and i found this really cool one about tatoo's, with pictures and such, but i didnt have the 8 bucks at the time. so when we went there today i asked her to buy it for me, and that i had 10$ at home that i would give her, but i wanted the change so that i could buy something. so she did, then as soon as i got my change back from buying a pop, she decides that she wants the change because she went to so much trouble. i said no, because she didnt have to and it's not my fault that the lady there gave her 2 5's, that she didnt want. big deal, then on the way home she was trying to guilt me, because she now had a couple of bills, instead of one. im thinking, you know what, its all money, it still adds up to the same thing. you can't make me feel guilty for this, you big idiot! and just to spite me on teh way home she pushed me into some dog shit!!!
well enough of my whining and blathering
blessings and moon light
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