Heh heh! Sucker! Actually, this post has nothing to do with setting dogs on fire. I don't even have a dog! But it got your attention, didn't it? Point made.
How was your weekend? Mine was fine. Boring. I need to start using the free time in my weekends doing something other than staring at a computer screen. Maybe later...
Anyways, on the week of March 1st, I'm going on a school trip to a camping area with all my friends. We're all gonna bunk together in one dorm for 3 entire days! (Do you hear the sarcasm?) Oh BOY! 3 entire days! But seriously, I love all my friends, and I can't wait to spend time with them in the wilderness. It's a 4 hour drive there, but we're taking a coach bus, so at least it'll have a bathroom. The campus is called Trees For Tomorrow, so look it up. It's pretty cool. Lots of nature and stuff. I wish we went in the summer, that way we might see and eagle!
Speaking of eagles, the birds are back! All the birds have come back for spring, but it's still really cold here. It snowed yesterday pretty hard.
On a particularly off-topic note, I guess I'll tell you about my bus ride home the other day. I rode home with my friend, Olivia, on her bus. She lives out in the country. Today was her bus driver's last day. Her bus driver freaks me out. He's old, and has REALLY bushy eyebrows and a mustache. Everybody calls him the Lorax. (Not to his face, of course.) I stepped on the bus, handed him my note, and gave him a big smile to say, I am a polite young lady. He grinned and narrowed his eyes, and said my name, but he stretched it out so it had like, 6 syllables. Then I smiled again, and slightly freaked out, walked to my seat. I swear I could feel him watching me. What a weirdo. The Lorax, (I don't know his real name.) dropped us off eventually, and I silently thanked my lucky stars that this was his last day. No offense or anything, but he really creeped me out.
By the way, I went to Olivia's house to practice for the forensics meet. For those of you who may not know, forensics is a class where you learn a skit, perform it, and get judged at the meet. Olivia and I both one blue ribbons, so yay! In high school, you eventually work your way up to debating. We all got T-Shirts that read, "Save the drama for your llama,", which I thought was really cute.
Each time I pass the Vampire Duck, I can't help but laughing, and I think I'm starting to tick off the librarians.
Well, okay, I'm tired now, and I have other things to do, so I'm gonna say good bye.
P.S. No dogs or llamas were harmed in the typing of this post. I promise!
1 comment:
Maybe the Lorax has (or had) a daughter and you reminded him of her. He probably was a creeper, but there could be another explanation for the extra attention.
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