Since I’ve been told to write more, I suppose I shall. So, this is for all of my loverly adoring fans…’cause I have so many, I’m sure. First, I shall impress you with my wittyness…in FOREIGN! Er, in Spanish!
Lindsay (me…der): Espanol es el muerte de mi!
Lindsay (again): No, la clase de Biblia es el muerte de mi!
Emily B: …wouldn’t you be dead?
Lindsay: Si, pero yo tengo una vida nueva en Cristo!
See? Wittyness! Amazingness! A good comeback…in foreign!
I wish I could be that smart around somebody…bah. Don’t you just hate it that you always manage to sound stupid around somebody? Stupid _and_ immature, in my case. I wish I could sound intelligent just once around him. Just once. And maybe not act like I hate him, because I really don’t, despite what I said today…so I guess it’s not mutual, considering that I don’t hate him. Which can get very confusing if you take it any further, but that’s not what I’m going to do. Instead, I will ask you all to pray for my brother, ’cause he’s sick, and for Crissy, ’cause she’s…sick, too, I suppose.