Date: 12/4/2018
By probablymichelle
It started off on a bus. My volleyball team and I were heading to a field trip. My two out of three coaches were there, but also my history/economics teacher was there? We make a stop at Cenex, and I immediately go to the freal machine and want to get a milkshake. I picked birthday cake (or something like that) and waited, but then I’d have to start over??? Because either someone would cut me or I’d lose my spoon or something like that until I was the last one in the place. I really wanted my milkshake but it was taking forevvvvver to make and when I finally got it I ran out to catch the bus and everyone was screaming at me that I made them late. It really dragged out time and stress.