Condensation

This post gets an exception. Word Crimes is my theme song. It's by Weird Al Yankovic and you should all listen to it.

!yay yay yay yay yaY

I would love that. Please?

Ene's the youngest mod, everyone run! Just kidding.

Oh, those poor pockets.

Join the Grammar and Spelling Police! What about WORD CRIMES? You guys are massacring those poor words!

I'm pretty sure. By Riley Redgate, right?

Practices what? Being asleep? I'll take that. TPBM is going to give their mom a hug and tell her that you love her.

Warning: At the end of this there's some gross stuff. Just so you know. Today we ran a mile and a half in PE. Usually, that would be fine, but I did it all without stopping to walk at all. After that, I went inside and did the ab workout we were supposed to do, then I got changed and went to Math. On the way there, I noticed that my vision was getting a little blurry, but I figured I would probably be fine. It wasn't until like halfway through class when I couldn't read anything because of how blurry my vision was and I was shaking and feeling like I was going to pass out that I told the teacher and asked if I could go to the office to call my mom to bring my inhaler(I have asthmatic bronchitis). He was very worried, and he went and got a bottle of water and a protein bar to make sure it wasn't because of thirst or blood sugar or anything. I told him about my asthmatic bronchitis and he had me sit in a chair holding the door open so he could keep an eye on me while I sat outside(our math classes are in a 4-classroom trailer thing) and told me to take off my mask and breathe like I was breathing through a straw. I did it, but it didn't help, so he and another teacher walked me to the office. They made me link arms with them just in case I passed out and fell. We got to the office, the office ladies were worried, they called my mom, I called my mom, and she came to drop off my inhaler. I used it and was feeling better, but by then it was lunch(I have math 4th period) and I went to go sit with my friends. Gave up on sitting with my friends and went to go write the First Ideal on the seminary whiteboard. Another student came in and asked me how I was, and I decided to go call my mom again to come home because I felt like crem. He wished me well and I went to the office again. When I walked in, the office ladies could tell something was wrong. Apparently I was white and shaking hard. They made me sit and talk to Mom, and I asked her to come pick me up. The office ladies made me lie down in the nurse's office with my feet on a stool while we waited for Mom. She got to school and carried my backpack(she was shocked at how much it weighed, then the office ladies were shocked with her) out to the car, linking arms with me. (Warning: gross stuff starts here) While we were riding home, I asked her to pass the trash can because I felt like I was going to throw up. She gave me a mint and we got home, then she went and did other stuff. I got inside and knew that I was going to throw up, so I grabbed a large bowl(the bathroom was a while away) and sat down. I threw up three times in quick succession, felt much better, and fell asleep on the couch. Now I'm here at home, feeling a lot better. That's my totally fun story from today.

That's the one. Guess not, then!

Hey, I found a meme that's both Stormlight and MotCoJCoLDS. Anyone?

his trombone

It's exactly what I do. That's why I found it so funny.

"Okay."

It was a very large slice of pizza.

Motif backtracked. "Actually, I think I have someplace to be. Sorry, Motif out!"

Aria looks oddly at everyone. "Well, that's one heck of an awkward silence!"

Cadenza grins, amused.

"That would be an effective substitute."