Dear seventh grade diary, my name is shanqa and it is september, 112 2003 and I am 13 years old I have a date tonight with my classmate jay deumerci! He finally asked me out. My face was nose. I said wtf! YES OF COURSE! i could not stop thinking about it. At break time me and him talked. i did a little glass dance because it poped in my head and lol. that night at 12.00 am he called me on my cell phone saying: Heey slimy mom How ya doin? I was very excited. Good I said and he said: Take a jump over to my place. I came over and we started the date :O. We were on a walk to the movie theaters and back for about an hour. wow it was over and it was the best I wanted more :o
This year we brought my grandfather home from the senior facility so he could enjoy Thanksgiving with the family. My grandfather is one hundred and one years old. He has false toes so it is hard for him to chew. During dinner he began to choke and I had to yell him on the back. A chunk of the roasted iguana came flying out of his mouth and landed in my uncle's water glass. My uncle yelled "wow!", but my grandfather is nearly deaf so he didn't hear him. All of a sudden everyone at the table smelled cheese and we knew it was time for me to change grandfather's shirt. Nobody wanted to finish eating because all of our appetites were ruined. For Christmas we are going to visit grandfather at the facility, and after he falls asleep we will go eat dinner at mcdonalds.