The Library

I walked in and continued reading Saving the World.

"sure" I said "but you can do the talking" I said getting up.

I followed lisa out.

I stopped reading and left.

I decided to post Max's poem, A Poem by Max, on the bulletin board. I cracked up when I read it.

A Poem


By Max



White is the color of little bunnies with pink noses.
White is the color of fluffy clouds fluffing their way across the sky.
White is the color of soft-serve ice cream in a cone.
White is the color of angels' wings and Angel's wings.
White is the color of brand-new ankle socks fresh out of the bag.
White is the color of crisp sheets in schmancy hotels.
White is the color of every last freaking, gol-danged thing you see for
endless miles and miles if you happen to be in Antarctica trying
to save the world, which now you aren't so sure you can do because
you feel like if you see any more whiteness -- Wonder Bread, someone's
underwear, teeth -- you will completely and totally lose your ever lovin'
mind and wind up pushing a grocery cart full of empty cans around New
York City, muttering to yourself.

At the bottom I signed Elwyse, then added, Hope you like this. Cracked me up.

I left the library

ooc: i would like this poem, BUT NO ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ooc: okaaay, sorry!!! jk

I walk in and sit down to read a book. After a while, I get bored and walk out.

I come in nad sit down.

I leave.

I sit down next to Lisa. "Hi."

Sighing, I looked for an interesting book.

I looked back at Lisa. "Any recommendations?"

I walked in and saw that Slytherin girl from class yesterday. I wanted to give her a little un-stage combat, but decided to ignore her and do my Charms HW.