Holy mannn. I just got done playing with my pug, Rosey hahaha, if you ever come over to my mom's house RIGHT after dinner and after I take her out, it is so funny she goes INSANE. Oh mannn. So funny. Anyways. I have....Mr. Bald Rat Man to talk about, Short Disproportionate Chick, and Alice.
I think thats all...and my goal today is not to swear! Maybe cartoon swearing, and using *'s, but not like actually swearing! WOO! Let's see if I can do this.
MR. BALD RAT MAN
Okay, so tomorrow the orchestra has a field trip to Bothell to watch Central's orchestra practice or something, I don't know. (Sorry Artur, I'll be gone with SDC for fourth period!! =[ help me!) Anyways, I totally spaced today 'cause I was supposed to get the form signed by my third and fourth period teachers. So Alicia and I had to run from the band room allllll the way to the portables, allllll the way to room 811 just to get two signatures. Before lunch ended, we went to buy food and eat. I asked my ASL teacher if I can go to the bathroom, (I was actually going to turn in the permission to Mr. BRM, shhh haha) and she let me go. So I get to his office, and I gave him the form, but I said 'the thing is, the name on the back says 'SID,' and that's not my name.' he said: 'that actually means student ID number. so put your name and student number there.' I said 'Ohhh, okay sorry. Can I borrow a pencil super fast?' *he hands me a pencil very rudely* I put my name and ID on there, and gave both the pencil and paper to him. He said 'thank you. See you tomorrow.' and let me tell you, he sounded PISSED. Nooo joke. Like...wow. I was like okay, @$$. but I didn't actually say that. Haha. But seriously, he was a total jerk, and you'd think he would at least ACT nice. I hate that man. More than anyone could possibly understand. Like holy jeeeeeeez.
GR!
SHORT DISPROPORTIONATE CHICK
OH MY GODDD. So...we got new lab partners today.
You'll never guess who is at my lab table. Actually you could...
'Cause this section is kinda about her...
And I put her 'name' in blue, bold caps four lines up...
Yeah, it's true. So today was a lovely small little easy lab, and we, as always, had to wear goggles and aprons. So I get a see through one, and she got a black one. She was like 'aw, you got the fashiony one, I got an ugly one.'
FIRST OF ALL.
All lab attire is ugly. There's just no avoiding it.
SECOND OF ALL.
Pretty much everything she puts on can't look good, so she should be used to it.
Maybe that was a tad mean...
NAH. Haha. At lunch we kept seeing her walking back and forth through the uh...office foyer galleria thingy. Alicia wanted to talk to her again (hahaha so did I actually, it's the funniest sh*t ever.). So we waited for her to come out of the counselor's office again, and Alicia asked her what she was there for, and she was like,
'OH MY GOD. I keep looking for someone to T.A. for, but everyone says they already have one, and I've gone to like TEN TEACHERS, all say they don't need one. So I might have to stay in orchestra, even though it's, like, the hardest class in my schedule, seriously, I suck so bad.'
When she finally left, we totally cracked up and we all agreed that the only reason the teachers she goes to are saying they already have one is that no one wants her there, she'd be way too annoying and would never shut up. Hahaha
I seriously...hahaha oh goddd. Oh, as I mentioned above, I have to go on a field trip with the girl. I do believe tomorrow will be the day I mentally break down. Haha, on a bus with her. At a completely different school with her. OMG maybe she won't come! ...maybe. Cause she's been like bi*ching about quitting orchestra...she might not have gotten a chance to get that form signed. CROSS YOUR FINGERS FOR ME!!!
ALICE
So she's coming to the movies with us. Yeah. I know right. Soooo....... yeah. Ugh. I'm not too pleased. My mom was like. 'Do the right thing. I know you will.' =[
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GR. hey no swearing!!! WOO!!!!!!!!!!
See ya tomorrow guys!
~mel~
November 20, 2008
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