Rie bread, Math, Stylish teachers and Burns

BEDA day 3 !
This blog comes to you in multiple parts ( im not sure how many parts yet)...

Part 1- Rie Bread Math.
im just sitting here pondering the day with my toasted rie bread with cheese. i have a math question for you ....

toaster+rie bread+ butter+cheese = ?

do you know the answer? any one? any one at all? Oh! okay, * points to imaginary hand that is raised* you, in the back. what is your answer?
person in the back- is the answer <3 ?

YES! little imaginary dude is right! the answer is <3. it snot love... no no no. that is not the right wording. the only way to describe it is smaller than sign: < followed by a three: 3

okay enough about toasted rie bread, cheese , theoretical people and food math. -.-

Part 2- Stylish Substitute Teachers

while i know this is not an amazing event, it is certainly a rare one at my school. Almost all of the substitute teachers at my school are either 1. old balding men who wear nothing but beige or 2. creepy old ladys with purple octagone glasses. So when our sub. walked in today wearing an ah-dorable purple turtle neck tee- shirt with straght leg skinnys and marc jacobs flats, i thought i was hallucinating, or maybe dreaming of the incredibly stylish outfit. but no, i was not hallucinating, nor was i dreaming. and not only were this teachers clothes stylish, she also had a curved bob (is that what it is ? long in front and shorter in the back?) ,under the age of 78 (actually i think she was about 25, being under 78 is another rare occurance for the teachers at my school...) and was super nice and cool. she didn't care if we talked and talked better french than my french teacher...

Part 3- Burns.

have you ever gotten burnt? and im not talking about the "your mom" "ooo burrrnnn" kind either. im talking about fire-burns-and-so-does-extremly-hot-things-that-can-cause- first-degree-burns here. i have gotten burnt like that... and it kills.

As i was taking out the pan of vegetarian "chicken" nuggets from the oven today, my hand touched the rack inside the oven, were you place the pan of food. well i screamed FUCK and threw the pan across the room. my skin is peeling were it touched the rack -.-

Part 4- The end.

good-bye, aurevoir, arivederchi.

DFTBA !

... iloveyou :)