A Good Day for Running

Today after school, a few of us planned to go running (Kyoshi, Mary, Jessie, and me). We got a late start because I got a solo in this upcoming chorus show, and I had to work with Mrs. Peeples for 10 minutes. Due to some technical difficulties, those ten minutes turned into over a half-hour. When I finished, we scraped up enough change to buy something when we reached Sonic.

The run there was easy, but we rewarded ourselves anyway with a feast: a rootbeer float, strawberry limeade slushie, chicken bites, and a banana creampie shake. Kyoshi realized he needed rubberbands for his braces, so we ran to his orthodontist who supplied us with free toothpaste as we built towers of Leggos in the reception area. Everybody loves Brookwood runners!

Next, we went to the middle school so Jessie could go to bathroom. Kiyoshi spent many days in the Principal’s office (heh), she was excited to see him doing well. The receptionist was excited to converse with the Brookwood runners and gave us lollipops for our run back.

It was a good day for a Monday. I was glad to be running after being a week without it.

“Angie” Taqwanda

I am now one of four people. We are Angie, the Taqwandas. I am Foqweesha. There is also Poqweesha (Jessie), Laqwanda (Madison), and Mary… that is her real name. We have to find her another name. Anyways, we all think and SAY the same things, it is pretty cool. We also were all born in August 1992, but on different days, but in the middle of the days is August 21st, so that is Angie Taqwanda’s birthday. And I have known all of them since at least the 4th grade (one of them since I was BORN! We reunited this year).

Actually, we discovered this on accident because we were all separately the sam as Jessie, making us ALL the same, and we all have a lot in common, and even if in one category it is not all 4 of us, at least two of us are the same. It is very complex… I guess Angie is a complex being.

Oh, and we didn’t choose the name Angie, because one day we played ultimate frisbee and we introduced ourselves to everyone, but they didn’t introduce themselves back, and they wouldn’t pass the Frisbee to us (even though I made 2 AMAZING catches that scored 2 POINTS each because I’m a girl), so we ran around giving everybody names. Then, one guy said that we would have one nickname because we were basically the same person (we didn’t even say ANYTHING about the “WE”) and named us Angie.

So basically, that is it, and we all are going to get our wenises pierced and get wenis leashes when we are 18.