Subject: My gloriouse October 28
Time: 8:45:00 PM EDT
Author: sk8ergirl1191 Mood: Happy Music: The killers (hey kristi, the oc album 2 is really good)
Glad to see my font is back arn't you? October 28th began no earlier then it usually does, 12.a.m
sharp, God certenly is punctual. My October 28th began at 6:30 however when my oh-so-lovley
mother woke me up. Then it began again after she came in 5mins later just to find out I was still
asleep. I spent a full 5mins on my hair and went down stares for a cereal bar. No time to eat
actually cerel with milk. After all isn't rushing around the American Way? Mrs. Fruth decided to
schudel a Student Council meeting for Oct. 28th. I had Thriller schudeled for Oct. 28. I had pizza
with the pricipal on Oct. 28th and the dance. So many things to do, with just has much time as
we allways have. Turns out I didn't have to worry about the student council meeting because
Mrs. Fruth wouldn't let me in with my makeup on. First period goes by, along with the first
performance of Thriller, *I messed up but thats life* Second period comes and goes along with
our second performance of Thriller *ha, only a little off beat* Third comes moseling along, and
gone is our final performance. Thats it, no more Thriller for Oct. 28th. I lost a lot inbetween
6:30 and Third period, a neckless, my awards, and some of my skin came off when i took the
make up off, Oh and i lost Kristi, luckley she found a responsible adult to help her. I mad it to
the last 5mins of Health, still had some makeup on my face, I was one necklas short and had no
awards from the morning but I was able to beg and force Jon into calling his mom and asking if
he could go to the dance. The bell rings and Health for Oct. 28th is over with *Kristi never
showed up* Off to the marry world of English *the sub was "One of the stupidest, dippest subs
I'v ever had" -Mrs. Jonson* I found my Book, so I was down a necklas, up a book. Not a bad
trade. Went to Science where Luara and I planed a trip to Venice Itali to look for the Lion
statues and to feed the pigons we read about, to Frace to look for French Toast, and for French
Fries, To England to see the guards and the crown jewls, to Japan to climb Mt.Fugi and to see
the Cherry Blossem Trees (i hear the beatuiful) I really enjoyed it, my entire life plan, was made
durning Science class on Oct. 28th. Social Studies was very agravating as Mrs. Stofuz showed
just how superfical she turley is, then i began contemplating how larg the stick that was stuk up
her butt was. (still working on that one) It's off to Pizza with the Principal! *ugg i never want to
see pizza again* We acomplised absolutley nothing, life though is like a really big pizza, it goes
quickley, sometimes you have to get ride of the things in it you don't like, and it takes a while
before you get it. *Let me tell you that certanly impressed Mr.Shook* Come Algebra I find out
Kelly is continuing her quest to stalk me, by getting a pass to decorate for the dance, and a new
life mad his way into the earth on Oct.28th *Skinner had her baby* Jons mom okay'd it and he
can go to the dance. This certenly brightens my spirts. Spend the next hr. decorating for it (all in
vain because we had no idea what we were doing) Paid Jon's way into getting into the dance,
Jimi did the empossible by being the first white boy to dance the Harlem Hussel, I acomplised
the impossible by fitting 5 people on a small bench for the picture that I paid for, but then before
I knew it Derek had paid for copies for all of us. I think he really had fun, he actually danced,
maybe he is starting to enjoy life, that makes it worth it. Kristi freeley admitted to enjoying her
self, as did everone else. I don't think I will have to beg anyone to go to the dances anymore.
Makes you wonder where we will all be next October 28th.
(I must note that the above thriller was not the last thriller, at the dance it was played, i danced, and now my poor feet are paying for it.)
I wrote that last year, it was one of the funniest days I've every had.
So what AM I doing this year?
I'm sitting at home, eating busquick batter, frustrated at J because he dosn't seem to understand anything, and waiting for my mom to get home from the hospital.
Yeah. Life is weird.
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