Let's be honest, I don't really know what to say! Someone actually said my storys are dope. I didn't know what that meant. I wrongly drew my own conclusions and thought it was a bad thing. Well, about two days later, today, I asked around my school what dope means. Some people said it means someone is on drugs, some people said it means cool. Whenever I heard about it meaning 'on drugs', I thought, "My stories are on drugs?" I sat on that bus pondering what that meant. That's when someone told me the other meaning. That would make more sense.

The one that told me this info was the girl who sat in front of me a seat up. She is one of my friends with her flaming red highlights. She is the best friend a person like me can have and she's hucking filarious. I think she's a freshman but it doesn't really matter. Today, she told me joke.

You know how nuns teach children? Well, a nun was teaching her class and this one girl kept falling asleep. She told the student sitting behind her to wake her up every time she would call on her. Soon, she called on her. The student behind her woke her up by poking her with a needle he had. Of course the question was 'Who died for us on the cross?'. The girl who was poked with the needle said, "Jesus Christ!" the nun said she was correct and after a little while the girl fell back asleep. Well, the nun called on her again, "Who created the universe?" The student poked her again and she woke up, "God Almighty!" The nun said she was correct again and the girl fell asleep again. The last time she called on the girl, she asked her this, "What did Eve say to Adam after she had her kids?" The student poked her one last time. She turned around and said, "If you put that thing in me one more time..."

I laughed my butt off once the joke was done. Let's just say it wasn't what I expected AT ALL. Until we got to her bus stop, we laughed and made a lot of people looked at us like we were insane. Well, to be frankly honest, the friends I choose are usually very good-humored, werid, people I can joke around with, and fun to hang out with. I love my friends.

Before I even got on the bus, I was excited. We have a three day weekend and  get to curl up with the book Symptoms of being human that I checked out from the school's library. Below and behold, when I did get on the bus, I decided I wanted to read til I get to my stop. I dug into my backpack and it wasn't there. I thought back where I might have left it and I knew I had it my last hour.

Bingo.

I left my book at the table I was sitting at. Well, there goes my glorious three day weekend... However, I might play a video game or write more, whatever. Whatever. Who cares...

To that one guy, RomeoRosales, I didn't understand what dope meant and I somewhat bit your head off. I'm sorry bout that.

Til next time, humans! <3