It's 1:10 in the morning, and I'm only mildly sleepy. Why? Curse it all. I'd like to go to sleep >_<
and I promised a writing exercise yesterday. So here goes possibly the weirdest post I've written so far.
I have really weird feet. I don't know if I've mentioned this before or not, but I'm in a ballroom class, and we have a performance soon (like next week soon. eesh)
All of this means that I need ballroom shoes desperately. Sounds simple enough right? Well, my teacher requires shoes the color of caramel, because he wants the shoes to match the fish nets that are required. But the thing is, is that I have no idea what defines the color caramel. But he assured me that any self-respecting dance store would know what I'm talking about. >_<
My mom took me to a small store near where we live. And they had no idea what I was smoking. And the had never heard of the brands he recommended. Ugh! so thanks to either the annoying dance store, or my teacher (or both I suppose) I got to look like an idiot.
and I still need shoes. merf.
alrighty, a writing exercise.
Writing Friday! (on Wednesday :P)
Choose one of the thingimerbobs and write for 20 minutes (yeah, I'm going to do 5 this time, 'cause I should try to sleep)
"The ghost was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."
Kenzy's jaw dropped, and her eyes seemed to pop out of her head. She had forgotten her backpack in the cafeteria, and her teacher had sent her back to get it. And there was a ghost, just munching on a sandwich. She swallowed, many insane possible explanations running through her head.
"maybe the boys are playing a prank. Or maybe it's just a reflection. Or, or, or--"
she shuffled her feet, something she did while nervous. The ghost appeared to stiffen, and it slowly turned around to look at Kenzy. She gasped. It was impossible for there really to be a ghost sitting there. And yet, there it was. The mysterious figure looked right at her, and she went cold all over.
Done! well, five minutes are up. Yeah, it's not much, but I am kind of sleep deprived, and slightly insane today. Sorry! there will be a much better one on Friday. Although, come to think of it I think I might have a test that day, so we'll see if I'm any more sane.