Post by gabriel b. fletcher on Sept 14, 2012 22:15:39 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #af9390 solid; border-bottom: 10px #af9390 solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) 413( TAGGED ) elizabeth ( STATUS ) complete gabe nodded, agreeing. "yeah, well, for people like me - i do something stupid and embarrassing pretty much every hour or so." he glanced up, trying to think of something that he'd done. of course he'd done many, many things, but not many of them stuck out particularly. of course, that could have just been gabe's idiotness spreading so only the really bad things stood out. i narrowly avoided bouncing a ball into my face a few hours ago and the other day i somehow managed to nearly fall in the toilet, narrowly miss, and crash land onto the floor. i mean, no injuries, of course, but still. that'd be a winner for sure." he laughed nervously, wondering why he'd just told elizabeth that. sure, sometimes he couldn't keep track of what he was saying to his friends ... but to a pretty girl he'd just met? pfft. elizabeth told him that she'd never had any good teachers before. gabe shrugged. most of them were jerks or boring but he did find some of them to be pretty nice, at least when they'd gotten used to him. "yeah," he said. "well, i've had a couple that i've liked. mostly because they put up with me." he laughed shortly. "there was this one science teacher that enjoyed pretty much demonstrating everything, so we'd wind up with explosions, which were awesome, and we rarely did work and he was really friendly. and he stole food and we watched bill nye the science guy a lot. and there was this math teacher that pretty much let you change your grade to as high as you could possibly get it as long as you corrected your work, which is pretty much the only reason my math grade was good in middle school." gabe usually sucked at math, so he sort of missed that teacher - or at least her homework policies. "what i hate are the teachers that drone on and on about blah blah blah i don't give a shit. but it's hilarious when they lecture you for half an hour on wasting time." he grinned. his mouth was dry from talking, which he was used to. "yeah, that's good then, right?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "i just have a really bad habit of yakking on about things that aren't even funny, and did i really just use that word?" gabe rolled his eyes at himself. sometimes he didn't know what he was doing at all. school getting rid of all the free time i have [/style] |
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