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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

story spinner

The long scar just below his left eye was gross. I wanted to be like "dang get that fixed", but thats way to mean. His right eye was squinting the whole time.  I saw him coming towards the seat next to me. He stood in the isle looking for he seat number. And sure enough he sat right next to me. i was so scared. he looked like a serial killer/mobster. 

The whole plane ride was totally awkward. This guy was so immature.  Prolly the worst plane ride ever. He smelt like nothing but onions. when the plane landed in paris i was super relieved. I came to paris to meet a future employee that had scheduled and interview with me for an internship. From the look of his academic credentials on his resume everything seemed to be good.
I waited for him at the airport his name was John Smith and he would be holding up a sign with his name. 
I looked around for a few minutes and i saw the guy with the scar on his face, i recognized his ugly yellow jacket he was wearing with his matching shoes. as he turned around i read his sign that said "John Smith (Internship Interview)" John smith was the guy with the scar.
I Got back on the plane and went home. never did the interview. 




Friday, May 1, 2009

H1N1

I think that people are making way to big of a deal about this Pandemic. More people die from regular flu. And for people to be shutting down school is crazy. But i would love if school got shut down. But i would rather have it happen after prom. lol. 

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Teachers

I have a had a hand full of teachers that have helped me and made me the guy i am today. I remember Mrs. Park was awesome. She was real nice and happy all the time. 

Mrs. Sanders( the young HOT one) i remember her being sweet and so innocent. She made my 2nd grade year fun and memorable
Mrs. Phillips was prolly the best math teacher ever. 
But obviously, Mrs. K is the best hands down. 

Friday, March 13, 2009

Comic.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

poem

Senior year, is dead and gone. 

Its my life, Its now or never, i better make some memories.
I need to live my life... to the fullest.
Im ready to graduate and become a balla.
But as much as I might say i hate this town, i really do like alot. 
I always have fun, and i have some crazy stories to tell my grandchildren. 
Im going to miss my moms cooking. ahaha. but i am so ready to begin my life on my own. 
Im going to miss my friends and teachers. ( especially Mrs. Kirkpatrick ) She is awesome and funny and cool. 
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Mrs. K you're awesome, and i will miss you. 
The End.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Im innocent

Dear Church,

 I'm writing this letter to prove my innocence. Ok seriously I happened to be looking at the logs when they fell out of the wagon. It was a coincidence, dang. And im pretty sure abigail williams and all her little friends are liars and i cant believe that the court is believing them. I know i have never seen the devil i have never summoned the devil or any other spirits. i believe in God and my fellow community knows how christian i am and have been my whole life. So please don't listen to the lies of the KIDS and spare me my life. 
God bless, salvador arcivar

Friday, February 27, 2009

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