I just realized something. I have a horrible habit of not typing more than one sentence per line. See? Damnit! Oh well. I like my weird ways. :] They make me, me. So, yeah. I'm mucho-grande proud of myself. Want to know why? I'll tell you. I did 100 sit ups in gym. And 61 push ups. *Woot* We have a fitness exam on Friday. I'm so gonna pass. OHOHOH. And my friend, Kayla, poured cold water on my chest. I wear white tank-tops, and black bras for gym. So you could see right through my shirt. It. Was. Lame. So I splashed her back. She was wearing two shirts, so it wasn't as bad. Damn her. Oh well. The breast-part on my shirt was soaked. All through lunch and fourth block. It started to dry on the bus. But when I took off my shirt to change it, it was dry. That's like, a half-hour bus-ride for me. Plus ten minutes to walk to my apartment. So yeah. Lunch is like... fourty-five minutes. Fourth block is an hour and a half. That's a long time for my shirt and bra to dry. What the hell is wrong with my clothing!?
CaRto0nz · Tue Aug 21, 2007 @ 11:50pm · 2 Comments |