So, I'm having a sleep over tonight with 3 of my friends. 2 of them are like me, they are Directioners. The other is slowly becoming one.
We're kinda going crazy. We were only all together for 4 or 5 minutes and I was laughing so hard I was crying! Don't ask me what I was laughing about, I'm not entirely sure.
A few minutes later, we were all rolling on the floor laughing. Once again, I'm not sure why. Then we got onto a topic I remember. We were talking about dancing, and someone said another girl stretched a muscle in her chest. We were trying to figure out how. I gave my my idea and demonstrated it. I fell on the ground and started laughing.
I actually ended up laughing on the ground a lot. I had finished laughing one time, and then I had something to say. So, I popped out of my fetal position and said, "YOU GUYS!" That's about as far as I got before I was laughing again.
Now we're talking about one of the teachers at the school. Oh, the stories we're telling. I will have more updates throughout the night. So, here is part 1 of however many parts.
I'll ask my friends to add in and post every once in a while.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
School
So, classes start up soon for me. In fact, I start August 26th. I'm not ready.
What do I mean, I'm not ready? Most people in my grade expect me to be the person that's ready the day after school is over. But, I have nothing in my locker, my notebooks are not in order under my locker shelf, and my pictures have yet to be hung. Not only that, I missed my material that I normally get at registration (I slept in and my mom didn't grab it).
In short, I'm not ready. But I already met 2 of our 3 new teachers, so I'm ahead. Kinda.
I would put all my stuff in my locker, but I have to work. All week. I like being a lifeguard, but I wish kids would listen.
I have a lifeguard rant. I will post it at some point. Maybe. When I think of it.
Sorry, this post is going everywhere. I'm really tired, so I'm not putting topics together.
I will end on this note: My friend doesn't know who No Face is.
What do I mean, I'm not ready? Most people in my grade expect me to be the person that's ready the day after school is over. But, I have nothing in my locker, my notebooks are not in order under my locker shelf, and my pictures have yet to be hung. Not only that, I missed my material that I normally get at registration (I slept in and my mom didn't grab it).
In short, I'm not ready. But I already met 2 of our 3 new teachers, so I'm ahead. Kinda.
I would put all my stuff in my locker, but I have to work. All week. I like being a lifeguard, but I wish kids would listen.
I have a lifeguard rant. I will post it at some point. Maybe. When I think of it.
Sorry, this post is going everywhere. I'm really tired, so I'm not putting topics together.
I will end on this note: My friend doesn't know who No Face is.
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