Favorite...

I wanted to make a post about anything, so since I'm just sitting here, eating some ice cream I thought about you know... my favorite things. And no, I will not start breaking into song here. Well, maybe. But okay, I'm just going to make a list, of my favorite types of things, and I expect you all to comment with your favorite of those things too.

Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: chocolate (it's a classic)
Favorite Song: Summer, Highland Falls by Billy Joel
Favorite Number: 9 (don't know why...)
Favorite TV Show: The Office (best show ever)
Favorite Color: purple (duh...)
Favorite Smell: when the sheets are just out of the drier
Favorite Sound: rain on the roof
Favorite Animal: gorillas
Favorite Article of Clothing: big sweatshirts
Favorite Food: steak (savannah, do not comment)
Favorite Inanimate Object: my laptop (couldn't you see that comming?)

Dear Edwina

I am sooo nervous for the school play, Dear Edwina. It's coming up this week, and since I'm the lead, I have a lot of pressure to do well. But I would be mortified if I mess up! I'm going to be in front of the whole school, and the community. Like, no pressure there. And when we practice in school, I have to be on stage quite a lot, which gets annoying. I miss the times when my part was small, and most of the time, I'd be hanging out with my friends on the bleachers, waiting for the song I was in to start. But I guess that's the cost of stardom. No, just kidding. But honestly, if one more person calls me Edwina, I'm going to scream!

Pi Day!

Happy Pi Day, everyone! Sorry, it was on google, so I decided to say something. I bet Mr. Greco is holding a party or something right now. (maybe with Mrs. Stiner)

Being Nice

So we had that sad assembly at school Friday. It made me cry so much. I don't really know what to say. Uh, I guess that it's really easy to say things about someone when you don't see how it affects them, but it always does, and you should think about that before you decide to spread a rumor about someone, or whatever. It would be a perfect world if everyone liked each other, but since we don't, we should just be polite and keep all meanness to ourselves. Not that I'm perfect or anything, because sometimes I talk about people or say mean things. But we shouldn't. Okay, that's all. Peace out, and be nice!

I need a boyfriend

You all know what I'm talking about, right? I mean, I read books. A LOT of books. And most of them have to deal with the same thing. A pretty girl who usually fades into the background (who might have had something tragic happen to her) meets a guy who opens her up and makes her the best she can be. Well, now I'm starting to wonder, "Why can't this happen to me?" And I even felt this way when I was little (those freaking Disney princesses). Also, to add insult to injury, there are only 6 guys in the eighth grade! And (no offense to any of them) they're all idiots! So then you start thinking, "Well, if even an idiot doesn't want me, I'm probably completely unwanted!", which really isn't true. So I really need a boyfriend. Because I am still bored!

MY NEW LAPTOP

I got it back!! Yay!! It is really cool, and I am just so happy to have one again. So uh, I guess that's it. Um, bye.

Shannon

this post is deticated to shannon
when ever i hear myself or someone else say "that's what she said" i think of shannon. i miss you shannon rember to tell me when you are coming to visit.
i just got a computer camera so now i can see people when i talk to them. its cool but the picture quality (i dont think i spelt that right) is bad.

BY christina :)) <--- smilely with a double chin