The sweet, sweet smell of footballs and pom poms ring about the merry black and gold halls. The anthom (that I don't know yet)plays on repeat in our brains as we cheer, whoop, and hollar friday, then return saturday all beautified for the dance.
My sister, she's going with a guy.."Camren"..who in my opinion is a cutie pie..and really cool. Lets count the reasons why "Camren" isn't a bag of glitter-poo:
1. he has nice looking finger nails..very clean and trimmed..and even buffed!
2. he has a permit..to drive a CAR...which means that as Rebecca's boyfriend..he's moraly obligated to drive me around also C:
3. He has nice, soft, CLEAN conditioned hair.
4. he looks really good everyday..not that it matters to me..Rebecca doesn't notice his efforts lollolololol.
5. He thinks I'm a rockstar...a very rad one, nonetheless..he laughs at all my jokes and stuff.. 4laugh ohh...and he opened the door for me a few times
And now, Ladies and Gentleman--why "Camren" is The Poop Mister:
1. He spells his name weird..and it bothers me..."Camren" ...what the sweet chicken?
2. It seems like he only talks to me and Rebecca..(see #3)
3. He seems anti-social..and I'm like "uhhh...when do you start slitting your wrists!?" ((kinda)) (see #2)
4. His mom has brillo pad hair....and is a flight attendant..WAIT! An affro AND you give me peanuts on a plane???!?!?!Dude...where canI sign up?..lolno.
5. He only took 2 years of spanish..when Rebecca is taking her 4th...SLACKER!
6. uhhh thats it.
And anyway...who really cares about Rebecca..?
*disowns Rebecca*
About me:
Well...I'm not going with anyone..yet.
But I do know that I'm going to have a super fun time singley. To the power of one. Uno Victoriao...uhh..I mean Uno Christineo.
I have the coolest dress, the coolest shoes, the coolest bag, the coolest jewlrey, the coolest hair and makeup stuff, and the coolest friends to spend the night with.
So technicaly, I win..right?
Yes.
Why you ask?
Because I can do the moonwalk and Rebecca can't..
DUH!
