School Story:
wow, i have so many favourites, afterall, this is Paula. 1 in particular was the day my friends and I were killing maths class aroud the dentist lab (Sherona, Quanna, Khalilah, Selly-Ann, Jacqueline and Simone) and Mrs. Martin paid and impromptu visit around there. Oh my God! straight suspension (but no, all we got was detention) we danced, we mimicked, model every thing to kill the time, when Barbara step up. I was a part of so many things, bum ride, give nuff trouble, (sparking any memory), nuff time we on stage during devotions. Those years were a blast, trust me. Honestly, i would not give them up for anything else, (well just to redo maths). I enjoyed those years though, we fought, cried, laughed together. I was that person (still am) who was not afraid to express myself. This is just me. There was one time i was lucky, i guess, the crew bribed the juice van and scored several box drinks, the upper prefect reported this to Mrs. Martin and those guys were suspended for a couple days, boy i was really upset with the prefect, for days i throw words at her (informer, ugly, fat, big head, u name them)
