I haven't been writing of late with this being a rather tough term at school,but here goes it on a Friday morning ...
Just one of the many joys of life, as I find, is cracking open those crispy
little fortune cookies,with the crumbs going everywhere and scooping out the
small bit of paper inside. There are those odd times where they tell you things
you weren't ever aware of before.
And so I said: "What is it that it tells you?" to my smallish friend. Her name was Charlie. I called her Charles. It sounded much more sophisticated, in my mind.
"It says: good luck and good fortune are coming your way." she said, and ate the cookie shards all in one bite.
I carefully halved mine, and used my ring finger and thumb to pull the fortune from it's hold,trying not to make to big of a mess. And so, I looked at it. And it told me.
"The rubber bands are headed in the right direction."
To which I, and my friend, so very intelligently replied:
".....whut?"
And so I said: "What is it that it tells you?" to my smallish friend. Her name was Charlie. I called her Charles. It sounded much more sophisticated, in my mind.
"It says: good luck and good fortune are coming your way." she said, and ate the cookie shards all in one bite.
I carefully halved mine, and used my ring finger and thumb to pull the fortune from it's hold,trying not to make to big of a mess. And so, I looked at it. And it told me.
"The rubber bands are headed in the right direction."
To which I, and my friend, so very intelligently replied:
".....whut?"
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