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Thursday, January 27

Look! A Mercedes!

To be honest, I think it's kind of crazy that some people are named Mercedes. I'd think it'd be a perfectly normal name if I didn't already have that association with a car. I mean, how would you like to be named Chevrolet or Toyota?

Today was pretty good. Had Math first, which was muy tragic. I can't count the number of times I've been this close to falling asleep completely. It's not that the subject is boring, (well, maybe it is...) it's that the room is so warm, and I sit in a cramped space, and I just start falling asleep when Teacher W starts to lecture us. It's quite out of control. During break, Cara and Kelly and I went downstairs and drew all over the board...we made a message for Nicole because she wasn't getting out of her interview until later.

The rest of my day went by pretty quickly. Blah, Wheaties box, "Now we don't have to play defense!", Writing, Lunch, wrestling match, Flex, then we went to go plant stuff or whatever, and Maria decided she (a) wants to be a hairdresser, or (b) wants to work in a sex shop. (I'm desperately trying to convince her of the former, besides, she seems to be good at cutting hair! I mean, from what I can tell by looking at the grass...)

Alex wore my sweatshirt. It was so Ghetto, it was out of control. (When I say "ghetto", I mean Men's medium on a 5'2" petite person. If you can't imagine what that looks like, well, it went down to her knees.) On the way to weight training, Francisco tried to push me in front of a Mercedes (hence my title.). Freako. Haha, I'm just playin'. (Which is what I said really loudly during the presentation...Alex laughed for like, a year.)

Rachel: Wow, your sweatshirt is really soft!
Me: (feels hood) Wow, it is!
Katherine: Get out of my hood!

Good times. I miss the retirement center. (Or at least walking up thurr in the rain, playing with fortune tellers, "where's my gnome?", Rachel's ridiculous obsession with finding pennies while she's sheltering three other people with the umbrella, and if you don't know, that involves Katherine, Cara, and me chasing Rachel around. Remember the time Katherine stole the umbrella? GOLLY. I miss my old advisory.)

Jack: I wish I were Cisco, because then I'd be really hot.
Me: (falls over laughing)
Francisco: What??
Jack: Never mind, just pretend I'm Cecily.
Me: Because you two are sooo alike.
Jack: Hells yeah, biatch! (to Francisco) Hey, Cisco.
Francisco: (looks at hand) Hey...(looks at hand again) Cecily!
Jack: Wanna go to the bathroom?

I guess that was only funny to the three of us, but I'd probably forget it otherwise. (for those of you who don't know, Jack is incredibly white. And crazy. I don't even want to know what goes on inside his head. )

Andrew: Emma's over there!
Jack: No she isn't. But don't forget, you're the only one for me, Andrew!

[listening to: "Jerk it Out" Caesars]


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