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this is really in response to Rien. WHO’S BOBBY??? that was supposed to be big... oh well. Anyway, he came in 4th grade. (2 yrs. ago) and I hated him. he was good looking and I was not attracted. then I got to know him. I teased him. (hehe. good times, good times) he was hilarious. i talked to him about movies. Like funny ones rated PG-13 (it was a big deal, ok, I WAS 9!!)
Taladaganights. (I don't know how to spell that) with Ricky Bobby (will Ferrell) and it was so inappropriate and I saw it with my MOM! (They had u know what on a table at applebees!!!) but I didn;t tell him I saw it with my mom, duh. anyway I was friends with this guy. Umm. Rice. (that's not his name but his name is wierd) and Rice was best friends with Bobby. Bobby was popular and was also best friends with umm... Drew. that's not his name but whatever. Drew has "loved" me since kindergarten. not love I tell u. Unless what you call love is STALKING YOU ON THE SWING SET!!!! chasing you "i love you, I love you!" like a robot. he did it with this other guy, umm... Chuck. All of these guys are stupid and "popular" except Rice who is smart. SO chuck and drew stalked me. and anyway. 4th grade the teacher was always out of the room. awesome, I know. SO we talked about whatever we wanted and all. so oneday the teacher is gone and people are getting picked up from school at dismissal. Rice is there. Bobby is there. Drew is there. I am just sitting there in the middle of dead silence, and out of know where Bobby goes "I think your cute, but Drew loves you!" and Drew goes "she already knows that!" Me: ...
*cricket chirps*
i didn't say ANYTHING. next year. I am in the WORST class. other class: bobby, drew, chuck. only rice and I were there. the other class was so good! (there are only two classes per grade. and by good I mean funny kids and you are destined to have a good time)
Bobby never said anything to me ever again. only between classes the occasionale "can I borrow a pencil? Oh wait never mind"*reaches into Chuck's cubby and steals one*
Still 5th Grade: I find out Drew likes my best friend. not a big deal. its ok. just its really nice if someone's there saying "you're really pretty. " all the time and not falling for your best friend who is in the other class with Bobby, Chuck and Drew. Bobby told me at the end of this past year that Chuck really likes me (chuck was right there because our lockers are close to eachother) and Chuck got all red. in 4th grade Bobby said drew liked me. in 5th grade bobby also said the Yespar the fat kid who fell on me and broke my wrist loved me. I'm like what about you? but I can't say that of course. anyway it might be like okay, c doesn't like me. I'm over her then.
BUT I DON"T WANT HIM TO BE OVER ME! wagh!







I apologize for a long dreadful tale of woe. I will never ever ever write this lovey dovey crap in my blog AGAIN!
(unless you want me to)