Lexie's Amazing Psychic Abilities....coming to a store near you.
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2002-09-20
3:06 p.m.

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You want to know something really pathetic?

Okay. Here goes.

I just brought on something of supernatrual proportion and the first thing I do is plop down in from a a computer to write it all down on something that doesn't even technically exist.

I mean, how pathetic is that?

What?

You want to know what I did? Oh, all right. After all, it wouldn't hurt.

Today at lunch I mentioned how much I would like it to rain. I thought about how it would feel and look like...all that great descirptive English-class stuff. Within five minutes it was drizzling. (And mind you, the forcast for today was sunny, and there was no trace of clouds. At. All.)

"Sarah!" I cried to my Wiccan friend. "Look what I did!"

"What, the rain?" she asked.

"Yeah!!!"

"All right, let's make it stronger."

So we got about four people, we formed a circle under a tree and concentrated on making it rain harder.

It started pouring. Everyone else ran for cover inside the school, but we stood outside like morons in a circle. I realized that I had my cell phone in my purse, and I didn't want it to get wet, so I briefly departed to put my bag inside.

The minute I set foot inside, the rain stopped. Just completely stopped. But as soon as I went back outside, it started up again.

The end, right? NO WAY.

During French class, my next class, I thought about how cool it was and how cool it would be if I could do it by myself. So I concentrated really hard about making it rain, and guess what? After about ten minutes, it started raining pretty hard. Awesome.

During Geometry, my next class and last hour, I told my friend Leah about it.

"Sure," she said. "Whatever."

"No, seriously!" I shouted.

"All right then, make it rain."

"It might take a few minutes, like maybe until we go out for the busses or something."

"Whatever. Just do it."

So I concentrated really hard, and twenty minutes passed. Well, I thought my Super Psychic Powers just needed some more gas or needing oiling or something. Whatever, I wasn't too upset. Nothing happened.

But the minute class let out, a storm of hurricane proportions cut loose all over the city, or at least within about twenty miles. It rained the entire bus ride, and it's still raining right now. I mean, this is really weird. Weird...but definitely cool.

I just looked over at Leah as I boarded the bus, and she looked back all wide-eyed and awestruck.

Tee hee.

Rawk On.

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I will be at Father's this weekend, doing two projects that are due on Monday. Have I started?

Nnnoooo!!

So will I be updating?

Nnnoooo!!

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Next objective: Concentrate reeeeeaally hard to make Father somehow get stuck at work for four consecutive days.

Hey, it could happen. You're talkin' to the girl who controls the freakin' weather, here.

© alexa

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