Well, last night was pretty cool. I am half asleep right now but I am typing better than ever. Maybe I should take another typing test, then I could get a higher score. Well, I guess I'll tell you some of the stuff that happened.
It was longer than a two hour bus ride, and I jammed on my iPod the whole way. Freezepop, The Used, Michael Buble, and all that Jazz. And I saved my Ham-mer sandwich for the bus ride home. And my chips. Well, when we got off the bus we had to go through painful labor that invloved pulling stuff. The best part, I have to say, is when our band did the half time show. Of course it's the best part! It's the band! But it started to rain. Sprinkle, when they started to play. And you could see the little rain drops falling down. Because of how the lights were set up. And it was so cooL! And when they actually started to march, it started to POUR down rain. And it looked so cool. Rain falls slower than you think. And I wish I had my video camera, even though it would get wet, a lot of people would like that. And we danced when they played in the stands.
When we got the stuff into the trailer, Mr. Weldon said that somebody had broke into the trailer, and everything was out of place. I'm like...*gulp*. Then one of the band kids mothers (Name Hidden) found a shot gun shell in the parking lot. And I wasn't scared, but...it did surprise me. Then we got on the bus. Hannah sat by Andrew again. And it pained me. Because they hadn't even gone out as long as Matt and I had...and they were already holding hands and talking and you could see how much he liked her, and how much she liked him. I moved over to the window so nobody would see me. And I ended up falling asleep.
When the bus arrived at the high school, I just sub conciously got out, got my stuff, and got into my dad's car. And we drove home, and I got some milk...and went upstairs and went to sleep. When I woke up this morning, my mom said she found a glass full of milk in the trashcan. I must of been sleep walking or something, because I don't remember doing that. Hmm. Reminds of the time somebody put the ketchup bottle under the sink. Which I don't know how that got there either.
Anyways, he didn't talk to me. Only once. And he said, "I talk to you too much." Well, he waved at me. And my face got hot. But that's about it. And I know I'm probably sounding like...a preppish person, but what else is there to say? I just want somebody...ahh...I don't know how to say it. I just want somebody. Somebody who can love me. Somebody who asks me out and it's not a joke, or they actually like me.
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-Maggeh-
It was longer than a two hour bus ride, and I jammed on my iPod the whole way. Freezepop, The Used, Michael Buble, and all that Jazz. And I saved my Ham-mer sandwich for the bus ride home. And my chips. Well, when we got off the bus we had to go through painful labor that invloved pulling stuff. The best part, I have to say, is when our band did the half time show. Of course it's the best part! It's the band! But it started to rain. Sprinkle, when they started to play. And you could see the little rain drops falling down. Because of how the lights were set up. And it was so cooL! And when they actually started to march, it started to POUR down rain. And it looked so cool. Rain falls slower than you think. And I wish I had my video camera, even though it would get wet, a lot of people would like that. And we danced when they played in the stands.
When we got the stuff into the trailer, Mr. Weldon said that somebody had broke into the trailer, and everything was out of place. I'm like...*gulp*. Then one of the band kids mothers (Name Hidden) found a shot gun shell in the parking lot. And I wasn't scared, but...it did surprise me. Then we got on the bus. Hannah sat by Andrew again. And it pained me. Because they hadn't even gone out as long as Matt and I had...and they were already holding hands and talking and you could see how much he liked her, and how much she liked him. I moved over to the window so nobody would see me. And I ended up falling asleep.
When the bus arrived at the high school, I just sub conciously got out, got my stuff, and got into my dad's car. And we drove home, and I got some milk...and went upstairs and went to sleep. When I woke up this morning, my mom said she found a glass full of milk in the trashcan. I must of been sleep walking or something, because I don't remember doing that. Hmm. Reminds of the time somebody put the ketchup bottle under the sink. Which I don't know how that got there either.
Anyways, he didn't talk to me. Only once. And he said, "I talk to you too much." Well, he waved at me. And my face got hot. But that's about it. And I know I'm probably sounding like...a preppish person, but what else is there to say? I just want somebody...ahh...I don't know how to say it. I just want somebody. Somebody who can love me. Somebody who asks me out and it's not a joke, or they actually like me.
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-Maggeh-
