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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. --------------------------------------------- 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!! --------------------------------------------- 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 last / nextThe counter keeps breaking and pissing me off, so NO MORE COUNTER! Mwahaha! |