Ok Lemme THink

Once again our journal entries have died down. So now its time for me to think about whats on my mind and leave whoever wants to, a chance to reply and then debate and all that good stuff. First of all...
Think back to your days in Kindergarden and 1st and 2nd grade. You know, when your homework was doing a "project"..making posters and cutting out shapes for grandparents day. How bought the spaghetti necklaces? We all remember those. Anyway...my point of asking was...whenever you had to use scissors...how come they ALWAYS had orange handles. I swear its true. Only when I got into high school did i realize that there are different colored scissors. Its either the nice looking big ones with the orange handles, or those crappy silver ones that always seemed to be rusting. O well.

All of this reminds me of a story that I feel like sharing. I was playin basketball in the hollow and it was packed as always. I sat down on the bench and starting tlkin to this kid while a game was goin on. At the top of the bleachers behind me (only 6 rows up), there was this HUGE kid, prob like 20 years old..and gay. (livy, u prob heard this story b4). Anyway he was tlkin MAD loud yo, and all of a sudden I hear..."Mmm Mmm Mmm. I Dun haaaaaaaaad me enough of dem chocolate milkshakes...times to gets me some vanilla..." I turned around and then he goes..."hey booooo" O man yo lemme tell u i think i pee'ed my pants a few times...The girls were like..."Leave him around Tyrone, you know thats nasty.", so they saved me. But either way this reminded me of Mike and just him in general. By the way, I love you ;)

Ok so now that ive mentioned being hit on my an extremely large african american male, I can mention another thing before i leave from work in 12 minutes. How come accounting calculators have to be SOOO different from any of the other ones??? Reflect...