I Would Kill to be Super
I really would. If I was super-human, than maybe my leg wouldn't have given out during my Cross Country meet. I'm pretty angry about it, but I'm not going to get hung over about it. I probably should've payed more attention to when my leg was hurting yesterday. I can only blame me. And the fact that I am not some type of super-being.
So, I went to the fair a few weeks back. There were a total of probably three rides we actually rode, and one was hell on a track. We played some games. There was one, a fishing game, where some creep hit on us. It was scary. He had the most horrible dental hygiene I've ever seen. What disturbed me the most however, would be the anti-abortion booth. Get this. They had a flag. It was a normal American flag with one exception.
There was a fetus in the middle of it.
So, school has started up again. I've been keeping up, which is good considering I'll be applying to colleges soon enough (Jesus, I'm getting old...). It's really nice to be an upper-classman. I enjoy the knowledge that I can book-check freshmen. I feel so superior. I can even run as an officer in Drama club now. How sexy is that?
Homecoming is speeding its way here. Our choice of themes is between "Superhero" and "Jungle". I swear the student council kids have a mental disability that prevents them from creating ideas full of awesome. Oh well, I'm not going this year anyways. Dressing up is fun, but I'm too lazy...plus, I'm more interested in my Halloween costume.
I will be the greatest Ballerina. Ever.
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