Oh, the Horror!

Original Air Date: 12.21.04
Opening Song: "Super Trouper" - ABBA

Today I had to go to the snack line to buy myself something for my sweet tooth. Because I've heard so many horror stories about that line, I was kinda paranoid, looking out for someone trying to butt in front of me or take my stuff. Then I'd have to be like Bobby from King of the Hill: "That's my purse! I don't KNOW you! *kick!*" But sadly, nothing like that happened, just a catfight...

Oh yes, I said "catfight," but it wasn't between two girls. It was this guy (who they knew as "Drama Queen") screaming at this girl, "You betta' tell yo' girl not to be talking shit about me, okay! I will mess you up!" I couldn't help but laugh 'cause with a voice like that, you just can't be frightened. So, after 15 minutes of standing in that line, I finally got my 3 packs of cookies and a water and gave most of my cookies to my lunch friends anyway.

At Lunch, Autumn brought up an interesting question, "How would a girl have to ask you out for you to say 'yes'?" For me, it's all about the moment. You've gotta set the mood and make sure we're both having a good time and everything is right with the world for that brief moment. That's how Amber got me-- we were in the middle of a Couples Skate during the 8th Grade Roller Disco Party and she asked me out right then and there. How could I possibly say "No"?

Later, in Yearbook class, I had to go around the school searching for people in order to schedule a Support Staff photo session. Things got weird when I went to the Health Room and spoke to one of the ladies. As soon as she started talking, I had to cover my mouth--she had a BROWN TOOTH! EWWW!! It was so distracting; I couldn't NOT look at it, so I tried my best not to offend her while marveling at it. *cringe*

On my way back to the Yearbook office, another girl screamed at me, "You've got a cute ass!" I was so flattered I gave it a little shake for her (woo!). God, I love to flirt. I've been doing a lot of that lately. But earlier, in 2nd period, I noticed that whenever I talked to my crush, I got all nervous and crazy and acted like a total jackass. I hate it when that happens!

After school, I escorted Lauren aka Truffles to the Weight Room and spotted her while she tried to improve her Parallel Squat record. It was fun! She ducked under the bar, tied her pretty hair into a ponytail, threw the metal bar over her shoulders, and squatted, IN JEANS! We were talking about how hard it is to squat down that low and how our friends go down so quickly they can't even feel it. Cheaters! I don't know where my spotter learned how to get down like that (sure as hell wasn't in school) 'cause he just drops it like it's hot and his ass touches his ankles. I can do that too, but not with 210 lbs. on my shoulders.

Truffles is trying to convince Dana (another clarinet player) to work out with her after-school so she can improve. I don't know what I expect to see after Xmas break. I wouldn't be surprised if Lauren just Hulk-ed out and busted out of her uniform. RRRRRRRrrrr... After all, I did have a dream that she tossed Yanitza off the top of a bus. Strange girl.

Lastly, after giving some presents and getting Shannon's gifts (White Chicks, my old yearbook, my Friends DVDs, and a very TOUCHING card), I went to the Band Room. Only four people showed up: Me, Truffles, Dana, and Heather. Great. I felt like I was in a horror movie in that band room: you could hear the air coming through the vents, the second hand going around the clock, and Mrs. D's son scratching himself. Bleh!

Oh yeah, work was interesting on Sunday. They had me cracking up all day over there. They were talking about their friend who did so many drugs that she forgets basic things. She was saying, "You know, after she has her morning Weed, she probably just forgets to brush her teeth." Weed for breakfast? That can't be good.

So, what did I learn? Well, on Sunday when I met Matt's younger brother, who was a carbon-copy of him (only 5 feet shorter), I realized, once again, how crazy/annoying kids can be. After seeing him run around and copy everything his brother did (without even being in the same room an hour earlier), I'm still not too fond of children. Do I want kids? PFFFFT! I'm gettin' my tubes tied TOMORROW!!