I didnt want to go to school.
In fact, I feared the worst,
because some McQuality lady
was replacing MY Mrs. Bollhorst.
I had it in for you before I met you,
and Jamie didnt help.
Of course I listened to her
instead of seeing for myself.
Somebody had told me (Jamie)
that you were a chain-smoking, crackhead fool,
but when I finally met you
I secretly thought you were cool.
Throughout these past few weeks,
you have yet to prove me wrong.
Figuring out you were my favorite
didnt take too long.
You listened to my pointless stories,
and let me waste your time.
You made me feel important,
and hugged me when I cried.
You always give me candy
and a \"Hello, Princess!\" to start the day.
When things start going downhill,
you make everything OK.
I love the way you looked at us weird
when we ran over the Taco Bell dog,
but I told you I couldnt help it
my vision was impaired -- because of the fog.
I thought it was HILARIOUS when
you heard \"denizen\" on Spongebob.
And, I love how you make me feel better
when I say \"I miss my mom!\"
Oh, and thanks for never coming in
to eat at our work...
But seriously, thanks for making me smile
when my \"stairs\" were being jerks.
These past few weeks you\'ve been there
when times were pretty tough,
and we repay you by
stealing your really cool cup.
I only come to school because
I look forward to your class,
and the fact that if I dropped out,
You and Jamie would kick my... face.
So basically, you\'re my favorite
from now until forever.
(Just remember that your favorite\'s
name is definately HEATHER!)
So, thanks.
By: Heather Adrienne
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
