Friday, November 7, 2008

10/7/2008

My mom could not pick me up on time from school today. So i decided to walk home. I stopped off at 7-11 to get a slurpie because I am parched, and it is extremely hot outside. I only had one dollar and twenty cents. I only had money in dimes and nickels. The cash register looked at me with the more comical expression. I look down and coughed so I would not laugh by his reaction. The small slurpie was one dollar and thirty cents. I said I was sorry and I was short ten cents. He felt bad for me, and gives me a break. I thank him and walk out the door. I take my first long sip and get a neck, brain and everything else, freeze. I feel a chill up and down my spine. Seconds later I recover, then I laugh at myself for being a fruit cake. I keep walking at quite a fast pase. I get a cramp, then my boyfriend calls, just as I get honked at. He heard it, and gets all mad as if I was flaunting myself. He finally gets over it. I walk all the way to Branham High School. It took thirty five minutes. I tell Taylor that I have to go, and I will call him when I get home, when my mom picks me up on the side of the road. I am stoked becuase I will see him later. Apparently we are going to watch a scary movie. I am already scared.

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