Callysta wrote:
Awwwww <3 <3 <3
Benvenuto.
Monotheist wrote:
was that the year you learned how to ask for your pants??
I stuck with Italian. I refused to take Spanish at that point because apparently I was the only person in the history of the school to want the combination of Band/Italian.
In 7th grade, I was stuck in a weird mishmash homeroom, with a new transfer student, a girl named Amanda. Both her and I were the only two people in the school with the Band/Italian schedule. As we shared the same schedule, we quickly became friends. Combine that with the yearbook thing and, well, 8th grade was a lot nicer.
I learned how to ask for the location of my pants in high school.
