Here’s a shout out:
My “friend” Brooke on this trip has been bugging me to write about her in my blog for about six weeks now. The problem is, my mom always told me that if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. I have nothing nice to say about Brooke Anderson. She’s been nothing but a nuisance and keeps inviting herself along on trips, such as to Vienna and Berlin. I tried to leave her in Germany at the station, but no luck. She managed to jump on the train right as it was leaving, which is a nearly impossible feat for a girl with no coordination or brains.
I can’t wait for this week to end so I don’t have to wake up to her standing over my bed, wondering how long she’s been there and pushing away the realization that she’s probably been watching me sleep for several hours. I guess that explains my frequent nightmares.
What a creep.
There you go, Brooke. Hope you liked your shout out!
