Friday, April 29, 2005
beatrice is a funny girl. lemme recount what happened on the journey to MOELC.
we were sitting on the front seat of bus 156. behind us sat this guy, who fitted the description of a sepehpeh. so this guy, or uncle i should say, had his hand over the railing. as in his hand, was between both of our heads. this sounds a lil confusing but lemme continue anyway.
so beatrice the funny guy started to be scared. of that sepehpeh, i mean. as in, why on earth must he put his hand there? hahaha so she was super freaked out and stared straight at tvmobile, not daring to look behind.
and me, seeing that she wasn't really paying attention to me or that guy, put my arm arnd her, in an attempt to scare her.
WHO KNOWS. she jerked and had this freaked out look. but then she saw me laughing and knew that i was the one. OHGOSH. she actually thought it was the uncle's doing. HAHAHA. she was like so !@$%^&* at me after that.
QUEKIE IS A CARROT.
lately it seems like hardly anything entertains me. during lessons i stare at the teacher and then i'm like. doink.
i'm currently at a stage where i can throw hardly anyone and hardly anyone can throw me. ahhhhhh.
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