...that I am not writing in this ol' diary that nobody reads in just for gold. Let us pretend that I am typing here to tell you all a story. Here it is:
Today I brought up the discussion of colors, which I think is one of my favorite things right now [along with humor, art and my friends- my top four right now]. I asked, "What color am I?"... as for the answer I recieved, you will keep reading to find out. We them detirmined that Anna was the burgandy red of funky and exotic wine, Hannah was the whole color pallet of blue in general, Katelyn was yellow, Lydia was lavender, Amanda was periwinkle, and in my opinion Niki was a shiny, fuzzy lime green.
We went on to decide the Color Fate of the entire sixth grade. There were some extremely interesting colors in there, mind you, but I'm not going to list some 70+ colors for you. Just ask sometime.
Anyway, we were right in the middle of coloring our class's students by order of desks when we came to... *ahem* my crush's desk. It was decided absentmindedly by me as I twirled my hair around my finger and walked backward down the hill that his color was the exact shade of his backpack. Which is pumpkin pie. Exactly. I want to eat it. D:
My color? Orange. The color of
PUMPKINS.
How was I supposed to know that!? A girl doesn't walk up to a random person on the subway and say "I'm orange, what're you?" and not expect a reccomendation to a local Shrink. It just isn't done. V____V
And this has been my story. ='3 Thanks for reading.
Comment?
I'll detirmine your color! x3
Miss_Mascara_Massacre · Wed Jun 20, 2007 @ 01:02am · 0 Comments |