sam i am not.

I am drinking a tall glass o' raspberry lemonade with a blue corkscrew twisty straw.
I am kind of disappointed because my red mickey mouse ears twisty straw needs cleaning.
I am dreading the two tests that i need to study for.
I am moderately nervous about the school musical tomorrow.
I am looking at my cheetah girl "living large" collection of books 1-4.
I am wishing i was reading it.
I am reading the clock, 3:04 PM.
I am giggling over mr. buldrini's new shirt, blue to bring out his eyes.
I am thinking about one day fixing patrick's unclesamwithpunchingaction pen.
I am wanting a red, white, and blue hat like his.
I am wondering where i put the white flower i picked off of the neighbors' lawn when i
was walking home today.
I am marveling how cool it looked, with its violet center and white petals.
I am almost done with my lemonade.
I am debating whether i should paint my nails some outrageous color and risk having
the teachers yell at me.
I am figuring i might, seeing as they haven't scolded my pink sparkles.
I am not loving this dress code.
I am sharpening an orange colored pencil.
I am drawing an orange on my pad of paper next to the computer mouse with it.
I am questioning which came first, orange the color or orange the fruit?
I am going to get to work on social studies.
I am glancing at Tom Johnson's name.
I am thinking that the dog in To Kill A Mockingbird's name was Tim Johnson, which I actually
remembered.
I am fin.