First rule of fightclub, dont talk about fightclub.
Second rule of fightclub, dont talk about fightclub.
Well.
Good thing im not in fightclub.
Today I must say, was a lovley day. For a Thursday 2.
It was pretty boring at first you know, there were krispy kremes at lunch time (thankyou Jules I loove you ! )
IVANA TRIPPED ME BEFORE RELIGION
there was double religion. . . which is never fun.
Sudoku, which is always fun!
And, then. .. .
there was the incident with the bag.
I swear to God I have never rofled so much in my life.
literally, i couldnt stand because i was laughing so much. Even my family laughed.
So its the end of lunch time and im trying to run off to math and then i see it, as Hitler would say . . .'a beacon from heaven' . . . Ivana's bag, all alone, just perfect for the taking. In extreme impulsiveness ( ? ) I grabbed the bag and ran as fast as Pharlap, but oh no, Ivana had seen me take her bag and she wa snow chasing after me! It was just like in the movies, i turned around and everything around Ivana blurred away and there was this thing stampeding at me, with a face that much resembled shoop da woop!
In an attempt to get rid of the bag and save myself, I hung the bag on a low tree branch, with cheers from many. I recall Joseph chanting something like 'DO IT DO IT DO IT!'
and i diiidd it.
And i sorta wish i hadn't cause the next thign i knew, I was being held up at the stairs by a bunch of year sevens and then Ivana came, bag, balls and all and buckled me with her (heavy) school bag.
AND WITH THE STRENGTH
OF 1000 MEN,
I WAS HURLED AGAINST THE WALL!
and then everyone pissed themselves laughing. Even I, in my pain, was pissing my pants.
I think that was the highlight of the year, and Ivana, I would like to thankyou for providing me with that memory, which i will hold forever.
:)
i broke the fight club rule hehe.
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