A Good Day Is My Day☺

Yesterday was a good day for me at school and home. For the first time this year, school was amazing outside of class. Obviously, I stay back during first recess either to talk to the beautiful Ms. Gaviola or spend time writing poems. Talking to Ms. Gaviola makes my day go by. Writing poems, well that’s what i do most of the time to let my thoughts out. During lunch recess yesterday, I shared my stories with Leslie. I assumed she enjoys my stories because of the Facebook messages.  Aside from school, my day at my apartments was mind blowing. After getting Subway, Jasmine was selling chocolates for a dollar. She’s Andres’s younger sister. She asked my mom if she wanted to buy any chocolate and my mom said, “No thanks.” When I heard her voice, I turned around and saw her. I said, “That’s Jasmine! Mom, that’s Jasmine!” Sadly, my mom didn’t know who she was. I grabbed my dollar, stuck half my body out the window and asked, “Can I buy one from you?” She smiled and said, “Yes.” We kept thanking each other until she left. I told my mom who she was. I hung out with my best friend Andres from 2pm to 6pm. I told him that Jasmine smiled at me. He was surprised because Jasmine didn’t smile at anybody, not even her family. Around 6pm, he had to go to church for Ash Wednesday. While I was waiting for him to come back, these two guys and I were playing Chase Nika. It’s where you have to run in order to catch me. To be honest, most of the people I hang out with aren’t active as much as Andres. In order to get them active, I try to make them have fun and get healthy at the same time. Yesterday, when I was running my fastest to get away from them, people were outside watching us. Some of them said, “Go girl,” while others said, “Dang, you run fast.”  There were other comments, but I couldn’t tune everyone in. I felt like I was a cheetah. I ran more than ten minutes straight without stopping for my breath. They were out of my sight when I looked back. Then, I ran back to my place and found them sitting down. They were so out of breath that they couldn’t finish one sentence without stopping. Around 7:20, they had to go home. From that time to 8:26, I waited for Andres. We went to my apartment. He was going through my school binder and organised my messy thing. My parents bought us McDonalds. At 10:15, he left because it started raining. That’s when my entire day ended. 

 

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4 thoughts on “A Good Day Is My Day☺

    • Well, Jordon, I would, but people visit your blog all the time. Just be like me, write something interesting. Write about life or thoughts.

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