I am sure you probably get this alot, but I don't care. I am officailly upset with you for lying to me. Say one thing, mean another. Also, I would like to know why there was snow at my neighbors house, but not mine...? Huh? Tell me.
Lets see if you can improve this week. Starting Monday.
Will we have snow? You say yes, I, however, am not going to believe until I can see.
I think its only fitting to tell you this story, because of its truth,
and its major hardcore infuence on my life.
Today was an odd day. I woke up, got ready for school, ate breakfest. (You know, the usual) I went to school, learned how to say spanish words, and whether or not its legal for a alto to hit a high C. (Its not, bytheway) During my travels of walking in the hallway, I felt the weirdest feeling one could ever feel. It wasn't love, it wasn't sickness, it was something deeper. I walked by the school cafe, and someone had been drinking a Pumpkin Spice Latte. In my head I thought "Ok ok, Sarah, get a hold of yourself, you're totally fine without one" Of course Sarah on the outside didn't think this. Well back to my feeling. It was more of a craving. You see, after smelling this pumpkin spice, I wanted whipped cream. (Don't ask why, I'm still trying to figure that out) I have a rare and unusual obsession with whipped cream. And suddenly, I thought about what Id do without it, Id stop breathing, Id go insane. I havent done either yet, going on 9 hours without whipped cream, still breathing, and only half insane.