i wanna be rain that tastes like wine..i wanna b anything but your mistake
here's my mistake:
so i dont want 2 take up 2 much space since im sure that miriam who hasnt started packing will need something 2 do 2nite. but i was lying in bed last nite absolutely not falling asleep (i mean name something in my life and i thought about it..EVERYTHING i couldnt stop) neways and suddenly i realized. i had commited a sin bigger then scraping a huge red truck....
I REPEATED SOMETHING IN THE BLOG. ok....3 thursday nites ago i talked about my sleeping habits in israel..and then this past thursday nite i did it again. ok so i didnt verify bc im 2 lazy. but i remember being in the futon room bc it was the first nite that my brother was here and posting it. and i am just so sad. it means im a boring person. i talked about the same thing 2 times!! sigh. what can i say? i have just completed my 12th week in woodside and strange things have been happening.
heres a nice classic story:
we tend 2 get some1 else's sports illustrated who goes 2 our shul. it is fun bc he told me that i had 2 return it, but i could read it first and then return it.
2day was a new extreme of mail-man illiteracy. see i understand the sports illustrated bc its the same number and our houses face the same street, just his street address is different. complicated to understand. like if i lived @ 123 Main St he would live @ 123 Bob St. im sure that still doesnt help ne..but im not about 2 draw u a map of where i live..thats way 2 sketchy.
neways back 2 the story (back on the farm is how a certain teacher who shall remain nameless bc of my fear of miriams wrath, used to try and get our attention) so 2nite my mom brings the mail in and starts going thru it and she's like wow this is a lot of junk..and then we realized that...well it wasnt our junk. we had 4 different ppl's mail. like 8819, 8807, and 1 other. as in NONE of our mail. like they just gave us random ppls mail. and then our neighbor 2 doors down called 2 say they had our mail. like what the heck? how funny??? i think its hysterical
off 2 have some ice cream rather then finish packing. maybe i can get some of that dairy godiva 2 pour over it...
so i dont want 2 take up 2 much space since im sure that miriam who hasnt started packing will need something 2 do 2nite. but i was lying in bed last nite absolutely not falling asleep (i mean name something in my life and i thought about it..EVERYTHING i couldnt stop) neways and suddenly i realized. i had commited a sin bigger then scraping a huge red truck....
I REPEATED SOMETHING IN THE BLOG. ok....3 thursday nites ago i talked about my sleeping habits in israel..and then this past thursday nite i did it again. ok so i didnt verify bc im 2 lazy. but i remember being in the futon room bc it was the first nite that my brother was here and posting it. and i am just so sad. it means im a boring person. i talked about the same thing 2 times!! sigh. what can i say? i have just completed my 12th week in woodside and strange things have been happening.
heres a nice classic story:
we tend 2 get some1 else's sports illustrated who goes 2 our shul. it is fun bc he told me that i had 2 return it, but i could read it first and then return it.
2day was a new extreme of mail-man illiteracy. see i understand the sports illustrated bc its the same number and our houses face the same street, just his street address is different. complicated to understand. like if i lived @ 123 Main St he would live @ 123 Bob St. im sure that still doesnt help ne..but im not about 2 draw u a map of where i live..thats way 2 sketchy.
neways back 2 the story (back on the farm is how a certain teacher who shall remain nameless bc of my fear of miriams wrath, used to try and get our attention) so 2nite my mom brings the mail in and starts going thru it and she's like wow this is a lot of junk..and then we realized that...well it wasnt our junk. we had 4 different ppl's mail. like 8819, 8807, and 1 other. as in NONE of our mail. like they just gave us random ppls mail. and then our neighbor 2 doors down called 2 say they had our mail. like what the heck? how funny??? i think its hysterical
off 2 have some ice cream rather then finish packing. maybe i can get some of that dairy godiva 2 pour over it...
posted by mirrac at 9:45 PM
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which teacher?
senior year, english
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