Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to announce the champion of the flying-kite contest. Me. Yep. AHahahah, only the best part is, now that I've boasted about flying my kite the highest today, I should tell you I competed against a class of grade twos. Ahahahah. So really, there's nothing to boast about here. I'm dead tired though. You people out there who are thinking of volunteering for your child's field trips...it's great and we always need more parent-volunteers, but it is STINKING TIRING. After I post this, I'm going to bed. Not joking at ALL. Alright, I'm recovering from strep throat. But really, I'm going to bed because I'm THAT tired.
Anything else interesting? Hmm...I'd like to report that geese have officially taken over the York campus today. I saw a nest today, and had to brake suddenly for a goose that decided to take it's sweet time crossing the road. When I start summer school, I must remember to avoid them at ALL costs. No more geese attacking Michelle this year. Hopefully. AHahaha, at least my phobia helped my sister remember all these other psychiatric disorders she has to know for her exam. She kept asking me questions about my phobia, and I told her it developed into agoraphobia. And it generalized to ALL birds for a couple of weeks. I just realized I'm actually talking about a story that not all of your may have heard about. Gory details on the goose attack will follow shortly.
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