3: orrentation, 6th grade PART TWO

                   After trudging through the halls and having to constently stop to re-greet old teachers, we finally found my room. My class room that is. My bedroom was not in the school. Anywho. Both my teachers were young cute and happy blondes. Mrs. W and Mrs. Rooseborg.  My greetings were nice, Mrs. W even said "your so cute!". I get that alot. But I don't seem to beleive it. 

                That's really all that happed that day. I'm sorry I had to use to posts. Thanks for reading!


~OJ