A broken heart can only be mended by the person who broke it.
ha ha
on the bus ride home...my friend evan asked me if i like throwing up..i answered no..thenscott was decribing it VERY DETAILED and rob said he was going to throw up. i just laughed the whole time while scott was explaining the taste and how he loved it and evan was just trying not to liisten. man it was funny. i'm laughing as i write this....
then on tuesday we went on a trip and we had to wear dress shoes and scott brought his sneaks to..so on the bus ride home he sat next to me andtook his shoes off and asked me if something on his foot looked like a blister..i was like ew! scott!...then evan put his sneaks right in frontof my face (with feet inside) and i pushed his feet off the back of his seat...them rob was asking me if i was afraid of feet..i said not..but this is different two of my friends r showing me thier shoes with asking me. he was so confused!