To be an ass or not to be an ass…
Ugh, my parents were just shouting again...over spring rolls (lol indeed) this time. Apparently my dad didn't do it the way my mum wanted him to...but I suppose it's understandable, as my sister had, and still has, this huge stomach ache, since last night...my god, that woman can shout.
Last Thursday I just chilled and listen to Klemintyne and watched TV and took pics of my cat pretty much all afternoon...ooh and I found this cool fansite where there were screencaps of Pride and Prejudice and I started playing around with Adobe Photoshop (aquired illegally! Yayuh...) and a rather nice pic of Our Dear Mr. Darcy. Heh.
At night though...dood, that was a totally diff story. I had this scrimmage for Mock Trial...and look who missed the carpool! *ok, here goes a massive rant about my ‘lil adventure* I was late so I like RAN up the stairs to the room…where I found that the usual place where us Mock Trial-ers meet was locked…and so I went to this room where there was this counselor lady and I asked her if she saw anyone and she said a few people went down the red staircase. I panicked in the hall for a while then went back into the lady’s room and asked to use the internet…she was a bit suspicious at first…but I checked my email and it said to meet ON ELM STREET AT 5 but it was already 5:30! So I called my dad using the nice lady’s phone and he like yelled at me and said that he saw some people in the Elm St. area and he ran after me but couldn’t find me…so I ran out…omg, I was about to cry at that point…and then found Elm St. all empty, and like, freaked out…so I ran back inside to the nearest room with a phone, the Plowshares room, and called my dad…he said he could take me there…so I ran around asking where I could find the internet and some Enter Laughing people told me to go to Mr. Brown’s office and…my god, I owe him my life now…he let me use the internet and I printed out the directions and ran off and it was off to Boston for my dad, my sister and I! I called Jenny to find out the phone number of a Mock Trial-er, Mike Thomas…and she gave me a #, bless her soul…and I called it thinking it was his home phone but it was his cell and he told me it’d take 30 min. to get to Boston and to call him when we were there. So we got to Boston and somehow by kinda following the driving directions we got to the street and wandered up and down it…there was this building which I had a feeling was the place and hey, it was! I went up to this counter asking for the Mock Trial place and he said I was “after hours” and had to get someone to come down for me…so I called Mike…but he had turned off his phone. So I managed to look all innocent and he sent me up to the 16th floor on this really weird elevator that needs a card in order to get it to operate…but it was the wrong floor so this nice old lady sent me back down to the 1st floor because apparently I couldn’t just go to whatever the floor it was…and Mr. Counter Man sent me to the 13th floor and there were these two doors, on either side, both locked…and I freaked out a bit and pounded on both…but then!!! The elevator door opened. It was some of the people on the NNHS Mock Trial Team and hell, I was sure glad to see them! Apparently they got lost on the way to Boston…but I was all like, “OMG I LOVE YOU ALL I LOVE YOU ALL” and we went thru one of the doors and Rohan was kinda scared by my spazzyness so he kinda patted me on the back and was like, “It’s ok Bing…” but yeah we finally went into the room and we didn’t miss much, though I did miss Hart’s opening…:(
So much thanks to everyone who made my getting to the place possible!!! Everyone one of you…my dad, Mr. Brown, Jenny, several nice strangers, the late Mock Trial-ers, Jenny…etc. etc. the list runs on!!
Now that I have succeeded in thoroughly scaring you all…
Next topic!
So Andrew wasn’t like, at Math on Friday…which was depressing because I had no one to talk to in the beginning of class…Erin like smirked at me and was all like “Haha you’ve got no one to talk to” and then I worked with them on this logic packet, feeling like the 3rd wheel…but yeah I sent Andrew an email about midterm and shits and forced him to reply…he’s still alive, thank god…:P
Yeah ok that’s all…go run off and get high, folks!
ps: Like my icon?
Last Thursday I just chilled and listen to Klemintyne and watched TV and took pics of my cat pretty much all afternoon...ooh and I found this cool fansite where there were screencaps of Pride and Prejudice and I started playing around with Adobe Photoshop (aquired illegally! Yayuh...) and a rather nice pic of Our Dear Mr. Darcy. Heh.
At night though...dood, that was a totally diff story. I had this scrimmage for Mock Trial...and look who missed the carpool! *ok, here goes a massive rant about my ‘lil adventure* I was late so I like RAN up the stairs to the room…where I found that the usual place where us Mock Trial-ers meet was locked…and so I went to this room where there was this counselor lady and I asked her if she saw anyone and she said a few people went down the red staircase. I panicked in the hall for a while then went back into the lady’s room and asked to use the internet…she was a bit suspicious at first…but I checked my email and it said to meet ON ELM STREET AT 5 but it was already 5:30! So I called my dad using the nice lady’s phone and he like yelled at me and said that he saw some people in the Elm St. area and he ran after me but couldn’t find me…so I ran out…omg, I was about to cry at that point…and then found Elm St. all empty, and like, freaked out…so I ran back inside to the nearest room with a phone, the Plowshares room, and called my dad…he said he could take me there…so I ran around asking where I could find the internet and some Enter Laughing people told me to go to Mr. Brown’s office and…my god, I owe him my life now…he let me use the internet and I printed out the directions and ran off and it was off to Boston for my dad, my sister and I! I called Jenny to find out the phone number of a Mock Trial-er, Mike Thomas…and she gave me a #, bless her soul…and I called it thinking it was his home phone but it was his cell and he told me it’d take 30 min. to get to Boston and to call him when we were there. So we got to Boston and somehow by kinda following the driving directions we got to the street and wandered up and down it…there was this building which I had a feeling was the place and hey, it was! I went up to this counter asking for the Mock Trial place and he said I was “after hours” and had to get someone to come down for me…so I called Mike…but he had turned off his phone. So I managed to look all innocent and he sent me up to the 16th floor on this really weird elevator that needs a card in order to get it to operate…but it was the wrong floor so this nice old lady sent me back down to the 1st floor because apparently I couldn’t just go to whatever the floor it was…and Mr. Counter Man sent me to the 13th floor and there were these two doors, on either side, both locked…and I freaked out a bit and pounded on both…but then!!! The elevator door opened. It was some of the people on the NNHS Mock Trial Team and hell, I was sure glad to see them! Apparently they got lost on the way to Boston…but I was all like, “OMG I LOVE YOU ALL I LOVE YOU ALL” and we went thru one of the doors and Rohan was kinda scared by my spazzyness so he kinda patted me on the back and was like, “It’s ok Bing…” but yeah we finally went into the room and we didn’t miss much, though I did miss Hart’s opening…:(
So much thanks to everyone who made my getting to the place possible!!! Everyone one of you…my dad, Mr. Brown, Jenny, several nice strangers, the late Mock Trial-ers, Jenny…etc. etc. the list runs on!!
Now that I have succeeded in thoroughly scaring you all…
Next topic!
So Andrew wasn’t like, at Math on Friday…which was depressing because I had no one to talk to in the beginning of class…Erin like smirked at me and was all like “Haha you’ve got no one to talk to” and then I worked with them on this logic packet, feeling like the 3rd wheel…but yeah I sent Andrew an email about midterm and shits and forced him to reply…he’s still alive, thank god…:P
Yeah ok that’s all…go run off and get high, folks!
ps: Like my icon?