Hudson You Shrunk the Kids...

...How did I end up this small?!?! How did we all end up this small?!?! Hudson!!!! Help!!!... Wait a minute... she can't hear me... great. Jessica!!! Can you hear me?? Yeahhh... Howw didd weee eend upp likeee thisss? I'm not sure!! Lets meet on the floor and try to find the others. Okayyyy!

I tried to work up the courage to just jump down from my over sized seat, but I couldn't. I was too small! I know this sounds disgusting, but i found a little piece of gum on the seat and I grabbed a big ol' chunk of it. I started to climb down the metal pole basically by trying to use the gum as a sticky magnet. I funally made my way down like 5 minutes later. I met up with Jessica and we walked across the great divide of a classroom to meet the others. We found Rylan basically stuck in a pile of gum. We just left him lol... Then we saw Anna... she was going crazy! She was running around in circles and screaming. We tried to calm her down, but it was no use. Then we walked like a mile longer and found everyone else. I came up with the idea to climb up Hudson's desk, but still... that was too tall. Well we all kept on walking and we found a big stack of construction paper on the floor. We decided to find one piece of white paper... well knowing us little ant size people. We could barely pull the paper across the floor, but we some how managed with 3 passed out people and 1 broken leg. I told everyone to get on the paper and just wait there til' she got back. Well every single one of us forgot she was working the blood drive... we were stuck until 5!! Sam passed out, because she knew we were never get out of here, and how are we going to grow back to normal size?!?! Well Santana came up with the perfect idea and said lets try to go to the gym to fund Hudson. Worst idea ever.. We made it down to the gym an hour later, but we couldn't get anyone's attention. Nobody' s. We were stuck... well I noticed that my phone was still in my pocket and it shrunk too!!! I started to text someone, but I don't have Hudson's number!!! Bahhhhh!!!! I called the school.. we were saved... but how were we going to grow???

Stay with us til' next week to find out what happens to the desperate English 2 class...

The Mexican...

I think I know where this going, but I'm going to talk about computers... and how they work. Well right now I'm sitting in front of one. There is this Mexican inside of the computer I am working at. He is like in command of all of the "work" a computer does. Like BAM!! I right a word and... he magically makes the word appear on the screen. He just basically does all the work that the "mother board" does. Sometimes the computer starts to over heat.. that's just the Mexican man inside sweating his butt off!! He probably just needed a break. But yes... that's my method of how the computer works!

Most scariest thing...

Oh boy... The scariest thing I've ever encountered. Probably when my brother was in his really bad accident last year. It was about 2 in the morning when the doorbell rang... "Hello Mrs. Wegstein... I'm Officer Harding. Your son has been in an accident." I was in bed when all of this was happening, but I remember it like I was really there. "He has be life-flighted to OSF about 10 minutes ago..." To remind you of what happened... my brother was in Magnolia, Illinois with some of his friends drinking. Well Dillon had had too much alcohol and he decided it would be a great idea to get on the back of a ranger (which is like a 4x4 side by side farmers use to haul stuff ). Dillon rode in the bucket... sitting on a lawn chair. Dill was wayyyy to intoxicated to even scarcely remember what happened... To continue his story... the guy driving the ranger slammed on the brakes going about 45 MPH. Dillon fell off the back of the ranger, smacked his head off the road they were driving on, and cracked his skull open. Some of the kids that were there were under-age and drinking. The kids that were under-age ran back to the house to get there story straight to tell the cops. They completely lied to the cops. Well when they ran to the house to get their story straight... they left my brother laying on the ground, basically dying... he laid there for about 15 minutes. He could have gone brain dead or even could have died!! But a ticket was much more important than a friend dying...... "Mrs. Wegstein.. will you follow me and my deputy to the hospital? Your son really needs you right now." My mom told me she was about to cry, but I knew she was lying. She was crying as soon as she saw the policemen standing at our front door. I could have lost my brother that night... to freaking underage drinking. He was left there on the ground... dying... so the kids could make a story to tell the cops... to lie.