(yesterday in English)
Jalala [jah-lay-la]: *reading her sentence with noun and pronoun* "Jalala, your hair is on fleek today," Logan said. [that's her sentence, there's no one in my class named Logan... I spelled her name wrong on purpose, btw]
Mrs. M: On fleek? You know I've heard that before but I don't know what it means...
Adam: It's kind of like a-
Mrs M: On point?
Adam: Yasss omg.
Mrs. M: where did that word come from?
Me: Old Latin
Adam: Seriously?
Me: No.
Adam: ...Oh.
Billy: Fleekous *laughs at his own joke*
Girl In back who's name I don't know: *explains eyebrow story*
Adam: So basically it came from vine.
Mrs. M: Well now I have to find a way to say this.
*starts talking about the essay she's going to read to us to show what our essays should be like*
Mrs. M: This essay is on fleek, by the way
*every kid in my class cheers*
YOU ARE READING
My Memory Log
Non-FictionIn which my memories will not be forgotten. All these are actual stories I remember. All of these are true and happened.
