Monday, August 2, 2010

Purple Hand, Short Story, and Ripped Jeans

Hello Hello Purple hand. Me, Holly, Lauren and Haylan drew on a huge butcher paper. It was quite fun, minus the fact that I am a horrible artist!
At Yogurt Island, I wrote a silly little story on my cup. It went as follows: "Once there was an obese taridactal. He loved eating chocolate mousse cake. Only the moon talked to him. Every night he would wait for her to rise and sing to him. It was her voice that made him fall in love." Random and mushy, but oh well hahaha

My jeans that are NOT BYU-Idaho approved hehe. I feel rebellious wearing ripped jeans and flip flops.

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