Oh yeah, setting that aside, did I mention that I finally convinced my rock to let me go to the Sci-Tech week annual field trip?
... I know, it's a blessing.
But since I paid and reserved a tad too late, I was going to ride the horrifying "MIXED BUS" all contained with the horrible and not to mention obnoxious lowerclassmen of mine.
so, you ask how I got him [IT] to say yes?
...Annoy him until he puts his pillow on top of his head and to (force) him to say the words "ask mama". and for further info., yes, my mom did say yes... like a bazillion years ago!
What's the deal with the Mixed Bus, you say? One letter to say it all... "S"
But then after a few days, After a day of crying out of fear, my adviser came to our homeroom class and confronted me about the bus, as I was about to think that I would meet "S" for the reservations of seats in the Mixed Bus, she told me I'll be moving to my year's bus...
...What was the first thing I did after I heard those words coming out from my calm teacher?
I held my hands together and held my breath, then looked up at the celing and said aloud, "Thank you, Lord!"... then followed by laughs from my fellow classmates. Did I care? Ofcourse not! I felt like I was taken out of the darkness by the sheer miracle of the Lord. And, a little decision coming from Rogette.
I LOVE YOU, ROGETTE!!!! THANK YOU!!!!
but... the thing is, my problem now is being in the back seat... you think I should pack 2 more plastic bags?
oh, before I forget... here's a shoutout to the guy who gave me the popular people-filled backseat, not to mntion the scene of the worst case scenarios EVER!
I HATE YOU RANDY!!!! SO MUCH HATE, I WANT TO GRILL YOU AND FEED YOU TO A PACK OF VULTURES!!!
DIE!!!
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