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Sep. 30th, 1990 06:00 pmLast Friday in math class, Dina. Alison, Kostia and I nearly had fits, we were laughing so hard.
It started when I brought my laugh box to math. I was spinning it around and by accident I pressed the sensors. It started and I put it behind my back to keep myself from getting in trouble. Well Kostia and Dina saw that and bust out laughing. Which is unusual for Kostia. Mr. Nevin found it and pressed it. The look on his face was so comical we had to laugh. Kostia was trying hard to stifle his giggles but he didn't do so well.
Then at homeroom, Gayle threw the laugher. I missed, the laugher hit the wall and exploded. Kostia helped me pick up the batteries.
Mom is such a pain. "Andee, do this. Andee do that. Andee don't talk back. Say 'Yes, mom.'" What's she training me to be, a maid? And the lectures. Man! And you can't talk to her. She won't even give me some privacy. Or a decent bedtime.
It started when I brought my laugh box to math. I was spinning it around and by accident I pressed the sensors. It started and I put it behind my back to keep myself from getting in trouble. Well Kostia and Dina saw that and bust out laughing. Which is unusual for Kostia. Mr. Nevin found it and pressed it. The look on his face was so comical we had to laugh. Kostia was trying hard to stifle his giggles but he didn't do so well.
Then at homeroom, Gayle threw the laugher. I missed, the laugher hit the wall and exploded. Kostia helped me pick up the batteries.
Mom is such a pain. "Andee, do this. Andee do that. Andee don't talk back. Say 'Yes, mom.'" What's she training me to be, a maid? And the lectures. Man! And you can't talk to her. She won't even give me some privacy. Or a decent bedtime.
