Okay bruh, back to this.. to be honest i dont remember much about this grade, i just know that the craziest thing happened to me towards the end of the school year. Anyway, ill start. Actually, for some weird reason, i do not remember 5th grade.. so imma skip to the end of it, okay, so, one weekend i went to this hotel thing that was connected to a casino with my grandmother and brothers. I was chillin and watching television, then my grandma came in and gave me this gold nacklace thing. I would always wear it, to sleep and everything. I loved it. Then one when spring was just ending and summer was just beginning, i started to get a rash on my neck from the chain. At first i thought nothing of it and took the chain off and threw it away.. that was a sad day, i loved that chain. Then i just went on with my life. Later on my rash started getting worse and worse, becoming bumps as if i were javing an allergic reaction. It was all over my arms, my neck and my face.. seriously, i looked like if the rocky mountains were a person, except short. I tried putting creame on it ugh that didnt work, it was just so bad and really itchy. So eventually i went to the hospital and was diagnosed with polymorphis light eruption, i was basically allergic to the sun. Regular PLE is not nearly as bad as i had it, i looked disgusting. So i make it back home and while my mom is putting the creme stuff on my face we were talking about the field trip that my grade was going on because it was close to the end of the school year, and it was to Valley Fair.. so yeah i was fucked. So my mom says "i guess you cant go to valley fair now" my dumbass was like "pshh this is nothing, im going to valley fair". So i ended up going to Valley Fair, while i was there i became a LOT closer to this girl named Lilya Martin.. i guess it was kinda like a romantic thing, i won her a stuffed elephant, and she loved it. We both got on our first roller coaster there and then. It was called the High Roller. I was afraid to get on the Wild Thing afterwards but the fear turned to adrinaline, which turned into motivation, which turned into lust.. yeah im weird. When we were about to get on, Lilya got scared and didnt want to ride. Then i layed a few facts on her. I told her that crossing the street is more dangerous than riding a roller coaster. That eased her a little. Then i looked at her and said "please?" Then she did. When it frist started going up I looked over at lilya while we were on the roller coaster and she was cuddled up with my armon the verge of tears she was so scared. Then when we got to the top she started to cry. As soon as we started going down i look back over because all of a sudden my arm got cold, and she was screaming and smiling having so much fun, then i smiled and put my hands up. (In case you havent noticed im pretty nonchalant on roller coasters) After a fun day at Valley Fair, we left and on the bus oh. My. Fucking. God. I wanted to die i felt like my skin was being eaten into by fire ants and then infected with fire spiders....... yes.. thats a thing now.. deal with it. But yeah i could barely move.. it sucked, and i was hideous and somehow i was on a date.. wtf is this? Beauty and the beast? Anyway, thats 5th grade.. cya in middle school.
