"Spongbob can you please keep it down? I'm trying to be boring..."
Thanks to a certain Spartan, I am positive that today’s entry shall have no mention of dead pets or animals. Except for that last sentence. I have been wearing my Princeton hoody today. It makes me feel smart, which is something I especially need after watching the Sponge Bob movie last night. Wow! That was a surprisingly funny yet outrageously stupid cartoon (with some real pirates). I also went to see ‘Be Cool’ last night with Maggie, Alex, Steve, and Rachel. It was super cool. Uma Thurman is HOT! And I am officially not able to look at The Rock without laughing…In all seriousness the movie was pretty awesome. Watching Alex gawk at Uma was Maggie’s favorite part, and the throwing of candy ended up being pretty interesting for Alex too (bet you didn’t see THAT one coming)!
I just realized, for like the tenth time, that inside jokes are not interesting for any people outside of the inside of the joke between the insiders… WOAH my head hurts…And my stomach. I am betting that the two are due to the good n’ plenties, snow caps, and junior mints, washed down by sprite, Tostitos, potato chips, French onion dressing, and of course PEPSI. And to top it all off, we continued to snack on the shit through breakfast.
I got a scary letter from someone I haven’t heard from in a year…
Typing English papers really ruins the computer experience, because now I truly want to drain my thought but am cursed with like itchy wrists and tired fingers. I know that I can’t talk about certain things dying, but my dryer died last week. Actually it blew up. And all of my brother’s clothes were burnt to a crisp. I would laugh about that, except for the fact that I am not about to hang my clothes out to dry… so my pile of clean clothes is thinning and we don’t get a dryer until Tuesday… Well, like Maggie says, “If it doesn’t smell wear it”.
I hate it when girls say… “Who smells good?…nope it isn’t you Theo…oh Alex it is you…YOU SMELL GOOD”. Then I am wondering… “Is this a roundabout was of saying that I smell…and why couldn’t you find out who smells good and then compliment them instead of narrating the whole process through some cruel type of elimination process…?” In any case… I know I don’t smell bad… Pert Shampoo kicks major ninja ass.
I am hoping with every fiber of my being that there will be a random ice storm and school will be cancelled. I know that the Penguin would feel at home… but at the same time, we would all be allowed to stay home, but none of us would, we’d run to the nearest Xbox and think about everything not schoolish. I know that this will never happen. We are DEFINITELY going to have school tomorrow, and no I am not just saying that to unjinx this whole paragraph.
We went to eat dinner at Gill’s and I have been craving it ever since. Anyway… when we were there, I saw this girl that I am sure I know from the Hayes Foundation… and I was like, OMFUCK… what is her name… I remember that she always hung out with this girl named Meagan I think that maybe her name is Caitlin. Maggie didn’t remember either. Caitlin or what ever her name is was wearing WAY too much makeup… other than that she didn’t look too bad. The Grinders were really good too.
UUUK! Have you ever sneezed into your hand and then opened it to find about a pound of frothy mucus? Me neither… until about four seconds ago. BRB…. Must go wash…Ik this keyboard is never going to feel the same…
Just so that all of you are aware… swearing in live journals is so awesome to do… BUT do NOT do it in size 36 fonts or above! I was reading someone’s journal and FUCKING RIGHT!!! Was written big enough that it took up like the whole flipping screen. And then my dad walked by and of course read that… He was like “What are you looking at!?!” He probably thought it was a ‘Talk Dirty To Me’ Chat room or something. I guess I don’t really care if he thinks that but in any case; it was very awkward (those of you that have met my dad know how old fashioned he is…I tried explain the concept of a live journal to him but he didn’t seem interested.) Lately he has been coming early to drama to pick me up and he watches the last five minutes of the rehearsal… I worry that I will grope a Penguin (by habit/accident) and I will get his evil eye… OOH IT BURNS.
Today is the Jersey Girls Birthday… HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Riding in a big white van named Moby is cool. I will never forget last night. Another thing to vent about! Usually I make my posts after nine but before ten… BUT NOOOOO dad has to call Chris now. Damnitt! I guess it was a stupid tradition anyway…
Later Days---Enneas