I'll not going to do the story like posts very often because
- I don't have time.
- I get distracted very easily
- Somethings it just doesn't work.
First off, My English class has been cancelled for a week because my teacher got remarried and is going on her honeymoon.
Secondly, I've been spending a lot of time in my closet. . . . no joke, my closet is my favorite place to be. Perhaps that's why I like Narnia so much, it would make sense.
Thirdly, I don't know why but I've been having pain in my ribs and sternum lately and since my big "sister" Chelsee is studying to be a nurse I talked to her about it. She told me that if it comes to a constant pain then I should probably go to a doctor("But that will never happen" *read in Flint Lockwood's voice*) She thinks it could be from stress. So I think I'm going to go to the gym for the stress relief place.
Fourth, This is where my title comes into play. After church today I was with my buddies Kendra, Tenisha, and Joshua (I don't call him that but every one's name now ends with A. So those of you with OCD. . . marin, You're welcome) Josh offered to drive us home, I wanted to walk, so first he dropped Kendra and Tenisha off at their building and then asked me what building I lived in.
I was sitting in back so naturally, I said I felt like I was in a taxi.
For those of you who don't know, I have always wanted to ride in a taxi. It's a dream of mine.
Josh being the cool kid he is played along, and we spent the whole 1 minute until we got to my building acting as if he was a taxi driver and I was the taxi passenger. Except for the fact I didn't pay him.
So I rode in a taxi. . . sort of. . . not really. That means my dream has not been fulfilled.
*sigh*
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