Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Ripped Pants

Just something to share. If I thought it was bad to fall at school, something worse happened.

Thank God, Allah, Buddha, and the Flying Spaghetti Monster that it happened at the end of the day and no students saw it. Let's just say, I am no longer a GAP size 12 and that Sponge Bob and I now have something in common, other than our love for a pet snail.

Anyone want to exercise with me?...LOL.

2 comments:

Brandon Dillon said...

I feel your pain...I did that the first time I met Jamie's dad Doc Alexander. In her sister's dorm room carrying a box at EKU.

Faiza said...

oh no! hate when that happens!

i could so use a gym buddy right now. hope you find one!