October 27,2012- part 2

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So off of the whole Person thing, today was so damn fun! I guess I’ll start from the beginning.

So at 11 (in the morning, on a SATURDAY) I got to school to set up with Alexis because we were both working the game stall for our English teacher. Annie got there a little bit later, and we all got to decorate the beanbag toss board-thingys. We tried to draw slender man (yeah, that didn’t work) and Annie put a cat book where the face should be. I was legit on the floor laughing. And Annie scared Alexis in the library, which made her fall on the floor. Then me and Annie were on the floor laughing again.

Then came the actual festival part, Josh was working at the booth with us (we never met him before that). So there was this bowling thing at our booth, and somebody had to hold a cardboard behind the table so the ball would roll back. I got hit in the stomach like, 5 times, so I made Josh do it instead…let’s just say he’s much taller than me and got hit in…other places. That’s when Person showed up.

And joy, oh joy, this annoying kid in our class Mike was with. I hate Mike. So I decided to make him hold the board instead. That was way funnier.

Alexis found people to watch the booth so we could take a break a couple hours later, and there was a haunted house. We went in there with Annie and a few other people, and it was really just a few high schoolers screaming every couple seconds, but it was crazy. I accidently screamed back at one of them. I REGRET NOTHING!!

Yeah, so Annie left around 4ish, and Alexis around 5, which was when my parents showed up. Thank god Josh was the only guy at the booth, but my dad still wanted to meet him. *facepalm* Then they left and I went to the water balloon fight thing with Caitlin (in my class) which we failed at because we didn’t hit each other at all.

I stayed for cleanup too, and almost dropped a table on my foot, but hey, it was worth it!

I am tired as hell, so buyeeee!

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tadaaa. i'll try and get a picture of the slender-clown-cat.

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