Ma School and Ma Friends

I'm on the phone with my bestie Ali. Who is currently bashing my feelings, because obviously that is WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR. *Accusative glance* She's cool though. Strange, though she is.

My other friend's name is Catherine. She has issues with liking older guys, though.
PLEASE NOT TO BE LIKING SENIORS, 'KAY?


Anywho, guess what I have tomorrow? LATIN. Oh yes. Me- the little freshmeat- has been tossed into a 
class up at my local community College. This is not normal, yes?

I've got a scary nurse lady in my class, too. >.<" She's got like fifty million tattoos and piercings. She scares me. At least I have an elderly couple, there.


Their names are Connie and Jim. Their so cute. Connie's doing it because she likes Latin and Jim's doing it because Connie is. 


I hope when I'm their age, my husband will go along with all my weird classes. I mean, really? It's sweet, right? It makes me squee and doodle them in my notes.


Oh yes. I already know a bit of Latin (and a bit of French from French 1). I took a summer camp for it. I went to a college and had a fantabulous time- but that is a tale for another time. Probably a boy-oriented one....

Girl(Adella): Micheal, we have to run! I ate the muffin man!

Boy(Micheal): Eh?!?! 

Tchou Blog-Readers,
Zeeta