Jul 01, 2005 08:23
Honors Night.
Long. Hot.
Perfectly charming political bullshit.
"You like being onstage, don't you?" [and also on you, Robbie]
My list of accomplishments was long and a bit obnoxious.
"You guys certainly ham it up, up there."
Graduation will be twice as long.
"Anthropology or.. theatre?" [insert adorable *real* puzzled expression here]
My speech was a million times better than either Nicole's or Rachel's. I've decided the problem was my giving it; I'm a bit unpredictable and they knew it.
Jen's mom is occasionally my hero.
Pants. Belt. Yawn. Pen. Pinstripe. Grammatical errors. Sophomore. Yell.
Bob Monroe 2008
Uncle Mo: [upon seeing me in my cap and gown] Hey, Jess, you got any gum?
Me: [removes gum from mouth] This.
Mo: [laugh] I didn't think so.
Me: [gestures to self; sarcastic] Where would I put it?
[They exchanged glances; you know they're both thinking the same thing]
Me: We shouldn't go there.
Mo: [flustered] No...[he's already there; embarrassed]...I should go.
Four hour phone conversations. With a girl.
*Jessica*