So, the other day my dad took me to this activity day thing that his work does once a year...
And he wanted me and my siblings to were matching shirts.
They were these bright orange shirts that his work made.
So I put on the shirt, and when I walk upstairs, (my rooms in the basement), all I see is my sisters grinning at me.
And I'm thinking, 'whatever I not gonna wear a matching shirt if they're gonna grin at my like that.'
So I go back into my room to change...
And when I come back up, they're all like, "holly why aren't you wearing matching shirts?"
And then I'm like, "cause I don't want to, why else?"
And then they were just quiet.
I mean, I've always hated being matching with people, well, unless me and my best friend were matching or something like that.
So yeah...
That's what happened. I guess it's a little boring, but I haven't posted in like, a day, so I decided to give you guys another chapter...
