School is where trying your best means nothing. Where the slow and steady do not win the race. Where God actually does forsake you.
I am packing for Alaska. I will sit in the woods in Alaska until I morph into a moose. Then I will live a beautiful life. Until maybe a hunter kills me, but I will still have had more fun than being here, ever.
Also red bikes have been haunting me.
be careful of the MOOSE! i hear they have moose huts out there for kids who walk to school. when they see a heard of moose, they are supposed to run to their hut and stay there until it's safe. so what are you doing in alaska pray tell? you are in my thoughts, jasa. school will be over soon and then it will be christmas! do you think i will ever get that present i was making you finished? i will! by golly!
ReplyDeleteAnna, are you serious? This is the greatest thing I've ever heard. It's like the bomb-shelter of nature. Since moose are the bomb.
ReplyDeleteWell when I go to Alaska, I will learn to sew better and learn how to survive without electricity and learn how to grow a beard and pretty much make crafts all day if I want or go and find Balto if I want or play my dulcimer till my fingers bleed or make a tree-house and stuff.
Thanks for thinking of me, pal. I know I am real unpleasant lately. Thanks for the encouragement even with this fact being true. I am literally so excited for Christmas it's unreal. I think you should probably never finish it because it's so hilarious that you haven't. Can't wait to meeeeeeet you.