Since it has been raining nonstop, I have regained my appreciation for puddles. For my grouchy, angsty, hormonal classmates puddles mean wet sneakers and drenched jeans. Perhaps it is because of my stress-free(read: college application-free) life, but I have started to find joy in the petite pools of delight in my school parking lot. Grab a pair of galoshes and I'll see you at the puddle of the rainbow's end!
And other things. Hammurabi's for my etymology paper. The other things are for my friends. It's my genius fault, really. I REALLY want to make a parallel between the hit show Friends and my, well, friends. But we soon realized that the pool of characters wasn't enough to cover all of our friends. So, we started collecting more characters from TV show, cartoons, movies, books. Maybe what we need is our own original series. Too bad we don't have an objective third person to use as a narration device. I, as challenged by one of the said friends, will simply serve as the writer for now (let's ignore all of my emotional, delusional. and hormonal baggage that all of my imaginary audience is familiar with from previous posts). Let's start off with the easy ones... _____________________________________________________________________________ Coach Coach - Nick Kent if you're well-versed in the world of sports blogs - as I like to call him, has been a class...
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