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ROAD TRIP!! 10.22.2004 - 8:06 a.m. I'm on my way to Raleigh today....I moved home like 2 yrs ago and have only been back to see my homies like once!....so i'm going back. to visit. and have some fun. and get some ga-donk-a-donk. no, ok just kidding about that last part. i took the day off school today, and i'm outtie five thouttie...we're going to have quite the reunion. my bud randy lived in san fran for sometime, and has moved back to raleigh. so he's just home.... then my bud eric was in san fran too, and he moved to canada and is coming home for the weekend. rand's cousin bryan is going to be in for the weekend... and our independent film-making bud brian is also going to be in...(he lives in indiana) so its like...me, my boys, yeah, i'm gonna be spoiled this weekend. i love it... ***** yesterday i had a major retarded day at school. my reaction time was very delayed. (the sad part is when you are telling someone about your "slow day" you're having and your team teacher just agrees with you and starts telling parts of your stories too) it all started when i had left my candle warmer on the night before (oopsie!)...luckily i didn't set the school on fire, but my candle was all liquidy. so i turned it off, and let it get back hard for the day.... i have my planning around 10:50 every morning, and i saw my candle was still liquid on the bottom, but hard on top! I was like, "COOL! LET'S PLAY!!" so i started pushing on the top, mashy mashy. and then.....just like a volcano....BOOSH! wax everywhere.... well, mostly me... by the way, if you ever spill wax on something. take a paper towel and lay it on the affected area, then iron it...keep repeating til all the wax is on the paper towel.. its neat! But i couldn't do this until i got home, so i was waxy until 3.. then i had to go teach dance. two classes of 4 yr. olds. the other teacher was not present, so i had a little assistant that was only about 17 yrs old. i first wanted to shoot myself...but they were precious. after we dance i always give them high fives...(they love it for some reason, and its free...other teachers out there, remember this when you want to reward your children. they think its the ABSOLUTEST MONGO-MONGEST COOLEST thing to give you five!) i was pretending they were burning my hand they were hitting it so hard. i'd scream every time they slapped it....and the tiniest little thing in my class (she's only 3) gave me a little tiny high five as hard as she could and i pretended to fall on the floor and cry... they loved it... then we had skate night, by this time i was pumped...its funny how the teachers at my school are suddenly wild when they are outside the doors of our school. we had a blast. i fell on my arse a few times....sore bottom and long drive today don't mix.... Now that i've written a little novelette i will get up and pack my things to hit the road...tata my friends! � |