I always sucked at these things...no you dont understand...like majorly SUCKED... So anyway, here goes nothing!
I live up in Canada. (no. it's not a barran landscape with ice, we have CITIES.)
I joined this webbie to learn how to KNIT. it's like my mission ever since...grade 4. : )
When this girl named Angel ( ironically a total bitch ) Knit the teacher i had a crush on *yes. I was in love with my student teacher,dont laugh at me* a SCARF. I don't remember exactly what happened. But i DO remember scratching her, and my mom coming to pick me up. Oh man was she mad about having to come pick me up in the middle of winter. See, my mom doesn't like to leave the house much. Except when there's a sale going on. Anywayy, she came and starting eating on me about how its not nice to bite someone. I was lost, cuz i only remembered scratching her. SO , I got a letter sent home. And a week's detention. I think i should have gotten expelled. BUT. I didnt.
Oh did i mention my teacher had something called the NAUGHTY BOX?
It sounds pretty wrong.. but it was where i spent my kindergarten years.
See, it was a big box at the corner of the room, past the crayon station and the sand box, if a kid got in trouble or did something "naughty" He/She had to go in the naughty box. So imagine little me, poking out of a box all alone. I swear i hate Angel. God knows what happened to her.
OY! WAKE UP. You fell asleep on me didn't you?
That-that's just great. wow. alright -_-
SO that's me. Yahyah, it's pretty lame i know,, but HEY! Its a Saturday afternoon, so give a kid a break!