Just today, as I was reading, I looked over and saw the three composition books I have sitting on a shelf. The deals were so great for those things during back to school time, and I just couldn't pass that up. Although, it doesn't seem right to let them sit there empty. I have no idea how I got hooked on those notebooks in the first place. I think the addiction came after I had read
Harriet The Spy. I always wanted to be this cool kid in the corner writing secret things, hiding in dumb waiters spying on people, and having this whole spy kit thing. Needless to say, I was just a kid with a composition book. Yup, I think I always wanted to be like the characters I read about. That is what also started my converse fascination. I read about a character who loved them, and then I had to ask my mom what they were. She pulled out an old pair, and for many years I have worn, and loved them. I still wanna be a cool kat, but I am not as hung up on being like fictional characters as I used to be.
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Ok, so yesterday I went to another one of those craft fair things (they rock!). The first stop is always the cheese ball stand, and this year we got to the stand early enough to claim a front spot in line. As we walked around a bit, I noticed that the curly fry line seemed extra long this year. Actually, the line looked like it would never end. I thought at first that curly fries were the new craze, but I was proven wrong later when the cheese ball line became just as long as the curly fry line. Well I actually haven't gotten to the sad part yet. Last year, I put a coin down on the train tracks - which are right next to the fair - and a train went over it. I was going to pick it up, but then these kids came over and said that it was their coin. I knew it was my coin, because I had put down a dime, and they had put down pennies. They claimed it was too dark to tell, but I knew it was my coin. I just let it go though, because I figured that I would be able to make another one the next year. But while we were at the fair there were 3 trains that went by, and each time the went by we were to far to run over and put a coin down. So my goal is to one day be able to have a coin smushed by a train. I have always kinda been into coins, and I have a collection of flat pennies. And actually one time I found a coin from the UK that had been run over by a few cars. I have no idea what I am going to do when I finally get a coin run over by a train. :) lol!
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This is most likely terribly dull, and I am afraid that if anyone dares to read this entry that they may fall asleep. I have no idea how I can make the entry more exciting, so I think I will stop right where I am at. Ta ta.