Umm, Not So Much
You are 3:15 p.m.
You are the moment when the last bell rings and school lets out for the day. You are resistant to schedules and obligations, so you love feeling like you're in control of your life again. You are the very moment when the second hand hits the 12, and the halls fill with noise and motion. Even if your after-school time is packed with activities, lessons, or a job, somehow, you just feel freer in the late afternoon than you do earlier in the day. Maybe it's all that blue sky and afternoon sunshine? Nah -- even on rainy days, 3:15 is always a beautiful time.
posted by Ruthie at
8:19 PM
1 Comments:
Nice. I remember when 3:15 was a great time. Now it's not quite quitting time.
I didn't know you were that tall? Cool! I like tall women. I always feel that they have been through trials and tribulations that shorter women have no idea about. Good luck finding someone who isn't a big fat liar face! Most guys suck and are insecure is why they lie.
Season hockey tickets! Big ballin'! Have you always liked hockey? That All-Star game story was funny and disgusting! Did they sprinkle that pink stuff on the puke like in elementary school, so it smells like puke and pink?
Have a great 3:15 today!
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