Channy's Journals #1

I've changed my mind. I am not finishing the story as I've gotten bored with all the characters. Like I said, it's a curse. Hi, my name is Chandler Stone. Welcome to my last journal entry. In this entry, you might find long words, such as disestablishmentarianism, short words like monk, or even medium sized words like banana. I don'rt really know why I'd mentioned bananas as I do not like them one bit. They taste weird and the feel even weirder. There are plenty of weirder things but that is up there on the weird scale. I am fairly hungry at the moment so I am trying to get these done as soon as possible so I can take a break and eat something. After that well deserved break, I will come back and do the five comments that I have to do. I hope no one comments on this post. School starts Monday and I have no idea what to wear. I was thinking jeans and a tee shirt but I really do not know yet. That was a joke, because that is exactly what I'm going to wear. I've been thinking about wearing sweatpants the first day back, because everyone else will be all dressed up and I'll be the odd man out. I probably won't be allowed to do that so I have not been thinking about it as much. I can't wait for school to start back so I can tell everyone how bad my summer was in person. Like I said in a previous post, the only redeeming factors were McKenna and Bella. Everything else was steaming garbage. Steaming, like really hot garbage. It was too hot outside to enjoy it so I just stayed inside and moped around all day. That's actually probably what I would have done anyways. I didn't play baseball this summer because I can't drive. There is so much I've missed out on because I was scared of driving when I was younger. I can't wait to be able to drive now that I'm older so I can do whatever, whenever and not have to have someone drive me there. That will be fun and this will be the last time any of you hear from me until Monday. Ciao.