February 2012
January 2012
Seasons of Love
teacher: what unit of measurement-
me: in daylights
teacher: thats not-
me: in sunsets
me: in midnights
teacher: you cant-
me: in cups of coffee
teacher: thats impossi-
me: in inches
teacher: yes! thats what i-
me: in miles
teacher: but you just-
me: in laughter
me: in strife
teacher: *opens mouth*-
me: in five hundred-twenty five thousand-six hundred minutes
teacher: well in this case you dont measure in ti-
me: how about looooooooooooooooove
teacher: i give up
me: measure in looooooooooove
teacher: out
me: seasons of loooooooooooooooove (attempt to harmonize with myself)
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Dance Moms
I just started watching this show, and it reminds me so much of gymnastics. My mom works and was too busy to be involved with my gymnastics career (by taking me to meets, doing hair and make up, helping set up for meets or other leotard fiasco’s) But the other non-working moms were always in the viewing rooms all the time, and they gossiped and gossiped. Sure we preteen gymnasts were catty...
