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Tuesday, April 12

"A freakin' twelve gauge! What do you think?!"

If you haven't seen "Napoleon Dynamite", go see it. Right now. It's so hilarious - Julia A. and I were quoting it during the Burkes softball game. We won, of course, 20-0. It wasn't even fair. Anyway. Eli was there, and she had this like, toffee Hershey chocolate. It was soo good I had about a bazillion pieces because I didn't eat lunch.

SPEAKING of lunch... Lunch was the most hilarious thing ever. (Even though it's Tuesday, which means Advisory lunch. Blahhh.) So basically before Lunch we had Spanish and Pearl, Jay and I had to do our presentation... we only JUST got it done because Jay didn't have his poem ready until like 10 seconds before we were supposed to do it. So while Cara, Gaby, and Paolo were 'presenting' (I don't mean that in a bad way, they just had some trouble with a) starting, b) continuing, and c) Cara.), I was laughing my ass off at Francisco's attempts to cry because I told him I wouldn't talk to a crack whore. So he took out his inhaler and I stole his Altoids which Alex wanted but I couldn't steal the bag again to get her one. :'(. Anyway. So basically we were laughing so hard that Francisco like, threw up, but not really - he was like, suffocating on his sweatshirt or something? Whatever. I was kind of confused.

So at lunch Anna was all, "Yeah in Mexico Francisco like, takes crack and drinks Tequila." So Francisco came over and was trying to prove her wrong, but he was doing it so poorly and hilariously that I almost passed out from having a laughing attack. I swear to God it was so fucking hilarious that I just had to leave Gregory's advisory's table because I was shaking and laughing so hard. Then we had this book group thing (Kelly, Maria, and I are all reading this book about elicit sex; hehe.). After that, Francisco was telling me this story about this random girl that started majorly flirting with him and was like, "I wanna fuck you" when they were 12/13. It was the summer before outdoor ed. (cue Maylin laughing her ass off) But Cara and Maylin I SWEAR walked up at the eggsact wrong moment...

Me: So how old were you?
Francisco: 12.
Me: Oh jeez. Was she hot?
Maylin: WHAT!? What did you do, Francisco?!

That was all they heard, but it sent me into another laugh attack. This also did...

Maria: Where are we going on a walk to?
Me: Maybe to a dumpster filled with penis-shaped jello!
Maria: REALLY?!
Me: No.
Maria: Aww, don't get my hopes up.

[listening to: "I Like That" Houston]


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1used to be friends:

Dude! You got my hopes up too!

>:P... hopes are jumping around like monkies!

By Blogger Betsy, at 12/4/05 7:22 PM  

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