hey <- courtesy of kristen (not in it's original form)
i'm not quite sure what to put here at the moment so i'm going to pull a faulkner and give this stream of consciousness a try. my version, that is. inverted sentence. walrus. that was the first thing to come to mind. pickle. scratch-and-sniff pickle sticker. unicorns without horns. purple. blurp.
now, it is kritsten's turn to implant an idea into my mind. i believe this is called "inception."
kristen says: "i'm the one. i'm the one who wears the pants."
i think: "i'm the one. i'm the one who does the dance."
kristen says: "birds can fly so high and they can 'crap' upon your head..."
i think: "middle school."
kristen says: "i'm likin' this. your's is 10 times better than mine right now."
i think: "that's what she said. no. duh. mine is better."
colby wants a turn. go, colby. now.
colby says: "flippin' fish head."
i think: "flap jack."
colby says: "..." colby doesn't say anything because she is now distracted by vee's input on last night's episode of "secret life." go figure. fake teen pregnancy is like sooo totally interesting.
ugh. i wish i hadn't eaten so much food in french last period. i hate how i have to be a fatty and eat everyone's food so their feelings don't get hurt. like that muffin i had to take with me. i think i might barf. for real.
british accents ahh the most fun to speak in. at least at the moment.
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