Sitting in the big field next to our house(Miss Giles basement) watching the fireworks. The fireworks would go off, and I could hear people at the MTC field cheering and clapping.
It made me think that the Stadium is like the royal kingdom and the rest of us are like the poor, lowly peasants eating the scraps.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Beggers can't be choosers
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The real punnishment is watching the jonas brothers for an hour first.
Once upon a time I danced in that stadium, wearing blue army spandex and rubbing sweaty arms with about a thousand other girls. We're the lucky ones really. They're all getting rained on by ashes and can't breathe through all the smoke anyway.
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