Favorite Teacher

My P.E. teacher, Coach T, is the teacher of all time. Instead of being fat and lazy like normal gym teachers who tell YOU to do the work while THEY sit back and drink their slurpee, this Coach is actually physically fit. He never gets REALLY angry, but he just finds a way to make you stop talking. He pauses for a second and waits for you to realize that you are the only one talking. I think that Coach T is a good teacher for P.E.

Got Love?

Got love? Cause I don't. I'm officially single, and very happy. What I mean is I was going to the recreation dance, and I was asked out. Yup. This semi-ugly girl came up to me and started asking questions about me, and I knew where it was going. Eventually she asked me out and I said, "I don't know." Apparently she took that as a yes and asked for my number. I told her it, for the reason to talk to her later and break up with her the first time she called. Ya, it was quick relationship, approximately about 4 days.

Broke my hand

A very painful experience in my life was when I broke my hand. So, as usual, I was roller blading to school. Earlier in the morning, apparently, a train had derailed near my school. I roller bladed across the busy highway that I usually cross, and I saw the wreckage. I crossed the tracks and kept on my way, glancing at the derailed train behind me. I wasn't paying attention when I was going up the hill. My left roller blade strap got caught on my right clip, and I face planted. Unfortunately, I also broke my arm in the process because I put it in front of me. A friend stopped by and picked me up, gave me some tissues for my bloody nose, and took me to school. About a week later, my mom finally discovered that my hand was BROKEN after I begged her to take me to the doctor all week long.

Unrealistic Birthday

If I could have any birthday party I wanted, I would like to go to Hawaii. I have never been there and it is apparently very tropical and relaxing. I have never really tried coconut milk before, and it really sounds refreshing. If I ever do go to anywhere tropical, I plan on surfing. Yup. Hawaii would be quite fun.

Pet Peeves

Shut off the flipping microwave. Please. There is nothing more I hate than when some lazy sibling heats up their food and, apparantly, does not have the energy for such a simple task to press the CLEAR button on the microwave. Really? Also, I've realized that if I buy anything expensive and bring it to school, it will magically dissappear. Always, no matter what it is, someone thinks it's hilarious to take it and hide it from me, just to see me mentally suffer.

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