Okay, my name is Casey. All my friends call me crazy. They do for a very good reason to, I am completly RANDOM. It does make for an onteresting friendship. Or when you science teacher kinda understands you complete crazyness. Like today, we were working on these projects, and you have to color... MY friends and I let out our inner five year old. I have a pencil case filed with crayons and markers and pencils. So I unzipped it, wait for it, and dumped it on the table. Everyone looks at me and I yell CRAYONS. Whoops. All my friends understand my crazyness to a whole other level. I have to hand it to them. How they deal with me each and every day is beyond me. Lauren for ezample is the smart one who is yet dumb too. In math I randomly start to poke her, her response she licks my facr, I scream. The whole class gets yelled at... If anyone normal were my friend, I would fear for their sanity. Dont worry though all my friends already lost their sanity. What sucks though is drama. One of my chrushes, is dating a friend of mine, and it is going around that we arr dating. The only reason why is because we hang out all the time, and now his gf is mad at me and him. Why would anyone be dating me idk, its a mystery. Well, you know a little about me, wait one more thing, I CANNOT EVEN GRAMMER. So dont yell at me for grammer. Now you know me I wil add chapters as much as I can, but our internet is off and on, so dont yell at me. Btw shoutout to Mr. Bledsoe, for dealing with my crayons.
