So.... I'm full of stories lately.
Like today, how I got a solo in choir, but I ripped my pants walking down the stairs after the class ended. It totally deflated all pride, which was a good thing I guess. So I sat down on a chair to call mi madre and Lamping just laughed at my situation. Turns out, I couldn't get a ride home... that bit. THEN, the boy that I kinda like walked into the room. Classic, eh? I had to walk out of the room with a rip in my pants knowing he was behind me. Thank goodness Abby was there to block me.
Maybe next time I'll just go without pants, then I won't have these problems.
Gross. Just kidding.
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