[/ Begin Kelsey e-mail transmission ]
Subject: Another one of those notes
'Ello muh tai. I am in computer class right now.
AMAZING...but um...i just finished painting my nails and i messed the pinky up! AHH. noes. well yes....but NOES.
we are going over vocabulary right now...and she keeps waddling over here so i have to like...minimize this and pretend like i am doing something worthy of my time. *sigh*
lol...one day i am going to bring a dozen doughnuts and sit here with Flopsikle and imagine what i should be doing instead of eating doughnuts. sounds fun...YES. YES?
where do you go to rotate text??? huh...huh?? answer me gosh darnit. rar. not really...my teacher is asking me questions like that... i think she suspects you. >.<
HOOOWWWDYYY HOOOO! says mr. hanky. ha! kate is watching an episode of south park on her iPod. and i just heard that. i swear...my teacher...if you hit her over the head with a walrus penis she wouldnt notice. she would be all --*ouch* and excel is also very mathamatical and you will learn this when i teach you...smthn smthn...blah.--
THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT WOULD HAPPEN. dont question it. dont you dare question it.
ahhhh! i messed up another one of my nails. they looked so awesome...and i have destroyed them and it is all because of you. if i hadnt had the urge to type you a note my nails would be just fine...but i forgive you. :D
:D))) < < hes not fatt...HE IS PHAT! shea. okay okay...no more talk about that, since we all noes that you'll get mommy dearest if i say all that.
so i am guessing this is going to turn out to be another long but VERY POINTLESS note.
omg...my teacher is trying to make me do my work. since when is school about work?
*throws midol at kate across the room*...yes mom...i am a midol dealer.. what can i say?
I LOVE THIS RAMBLING. i know it makes your day...so... i conclude...no i dont. i cant conclude yet.
i gotta pee. FYVII... for your very interested information.
hahaha....would you ever average bunches of people's social security numbers? cuz i would. just for the total. SOLVING THEM THERE EVERYDAY MYSTERIES.
gah...i love writing these things...i just type every freaking thing i think. amazing. amazing.
!t !s k!ndof cool to type all of your !'s w!th exclamt!on po!nts.
or with numbers... i guess?
H3110!!! hehe. hello.
8008135<<<< if you look really close that = boobies.
i learned that in 3rd grade...when us kids had no life. (AHAHH LIKE SHE HAS ONE NOW??? My interjection, btw.)
SO HOW BOUT THEM THERE SPAGHETTI? yum...
i like spaghetti...i like spaghetti....i like spaghetti. HEY HEY HEY HEY! i like it...i like it...spaghetti is a hard word to spell. HEY HEY...
that is my song.
did i even spell that right^?
<^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> <^> R
TRUE TRUE TRUE TRUE FALSO. FALCO. FALLO. FABIO. EW.
HA! WELL THIS IS AMAZING. CAPS LOCK TO THE RESCUE. I DIDNT EVEN MEAN TO PRESS CAPS LOCK BUT THATS NOT MY PROBLEM NOW IS IT...WELL IT IS. SO DARN.
dude...class is almost over. and yes..you look like a dude to me. not really but u always ask me DO I LOOK LIKE A DUDE TO YOU whenever i call you dude. so ...DEAL.
well i love j00 my tai and i hope this has made your day because...i have long period art. but jess. LOVE J00.
KELSEY WAS YET AGAIN HERE. . < --that dot marks my territory
[/ Kelsey e-mail transmission] [ / Me laughing my ARSE off even though it's so wrong]
UM. She's blaming it on me, AND HAD THE NERVE to mention the phat thing and mommy dearest thing from OUT OF THE BLUE. That does it. We'll BOTH be going to therapy this summer, by God.
She NEVER paints her nails. She either colors them with a black sharpie or whites them out (with white-out). That sounded like everything BUT a class. Hahahaha.
Her fascination with numbers/math is kinda freaky to me, since I'm NOT a numbers person. I'm not knowing about all her social security number things. I can see it now -- one day, she'll work for the DoD, cracking super-secret code (or writing it), or making screen plays like Mercury Rising. WTH. And she knows more about Excel than *I* do (or her teacher, I suspect).
Okay. I stop now, since I am horribly sick to my stomach and laughing only makes it worse. : X
I'm almost /aiding/ her in these efforts. I can see that parent-teacher(s) conference in my future, too, if I continue reading (and liking) her e-mail. *cough*