It was a dark and stormy night. I was bundled up inside my 3 layer down jacket next to the fire drinking hot chocolate and thinking damn. it would suck to be a hobo.
This is where it all started. You see, the girl sitting by the fire wasn't actually me. It was my mother. I was inside her stomach. But I do remember thinking damn. it would suck to be hobo.
Yes I was a witty child, my first word actually was "hobo." This is all because that hot chocolate my mom was drinking was spiked.
In Gradeschool, we were assigned to write speeches about who we want to be when we grow up. Whoever won the contest got to shadow their role model. I wrote about my teacher, which was really stupid of me because when I won I just sat there in her classroom like I normally would have.
Gradeschool was also where I met my crazy friend Meghan,((Seria_Jaganshi)) who is helping me write this right now. She wants me to write about the smelling bee. I choose to leave that little.. "incident" out of this.
In Middle School, we collected Gel Pens. Most kids were still stealing each other's yo-yos and Pokemon cards but we graduated to battling gel pens. Every day after lunch we would take our extra money and go buy pens at the Pen Machine. Sometimes Meggie skipped lunch so she could buy extra pens. We would trade the gel pens like we used to trade Warheads. Remember Black Cherry warheads? People would deal those on the playgrounds way back when. Well, we dealt Gel Pens.
Now I'm in high school and have matured quite a bit. But Meghan, on the other hand, has deevolutionized. She's actually clawing at me to get to the computer right now.
That's my life up to this point. More on me and Meggie ((and all you others out there, no Sun, i didn't forget you but you're IN FLORIDA right now... so you'll be in my next post. )) next time.
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