Happy National Women's Day!!!
A [2/7 of a] week in Blanca's life:
Monday: Get to school five seconds before the bell rings, sit down with a smarmy expression on face. Bite Stephanie, stare at Brittany, get out of there. Roam the halls during tutorial. Make sure no east siders are in my territory. None seen, econ is tackled. Brit and ethan are next targets. Ethan evades attacks, Brit falls victim to the infamous... something or other. Econ is dominated. Lunch with Groobs, stephanie, erin, sam, and brit-- much hilarity. Walk downtown to meet fellow rudie (not ruddie.) Zarah. Hostile pillaging in petaluma market, followed by a calm lunch in the plaza. I return home: I watch anime on the boob tube, I write a 3 page letter to a special lady, I make a date with Amy, I read 50 pages out of Stick Figure, eyes begin to become fussy and don't focus correctly. Contamination. Someone planted some sort of device in my eyes so they wouldn't function. Not to worry. I will 'lynch' those rapscallions when the time comes.
Tuesday: Get to school 5 minutes after the bell rings. Sit down. Get up. Look confused. Sit down again. Develop Autumn Revenge negatives while instructing Lito how to develope his. Even though he's an adv. photo student too. aR negatives are a success. Much excitement builds up. Brit, Amber, and I venture off to take the ad photos. Shoes. I frolick to my locker, open it, change into my black/white pleated skirt, put on slip on shoes. Pose a million times. My sweet, silky, supple, brown legs are the envy of both Brit and Amber. We complete our project. We all do our respective jigs. Tutorial, stability at a table in the quad. I spot 'Ringo'. Nothing is done. IWE class, I've much to do. Everything was completed. Now, the library is being conquered by I, the great Blancanator of Estonia.
If you didn't catch on, I was writing in the style of Hemingway. If you don't get it, take yourself off of my friends list, now.
Monday: Get to school five seconds before the bell rings, sit down with a smarmy expression on face. Bite Stephanie, stare at Brittany, get out of there. Roam the halls during tutorial. Make sure no east siders are in my territory. None seen, econ is tackled. Brit and ethan are next targets. Ethan evades attacks, Brit falls victim to the infamous... something or other. Econ is dominated. Lunch with Groobs, stephanie, erin, sam, and brit-- much hilarity. Walk downtown to meet fellow rudie (not ruddie.) Zarah. Hostile pillaging in petaluma market, followed by a calm lunch in the plaza. I return home: I watch anime on the boob tube, I write a 3 page letter to a special lady, I make a date with Amy, I read 50 pages out of Stick Figure, eyes begin to become fussy and don't focus correctly. Contamination. Someone planted some sort of device in my eyes so they wouldn't function. Not to worry. I will 'lynch' those rapscallions when the time comes.
Tuesday: Get to school 5 minutes after the bell rings. Sit down. Get up. Look confused. Sit down again. Develop Autumn Revenge negatives while instructing Lito how to develope his. Even though he's an adv. photo student too. aR negatives are a success. Much excitement builds up. Brit, Amber, and I venture off to take the ad photos. Shoes. I frolick to my locker, open it, change into my black/white pleated skirt, put on slip on shoes. Pose a million times. My sweet, silky, supple, brown legs are the envy of both Brit and Amber. We complete our project. We all do our respective jigs. Tutorial, stability at a table in the quad. I spot 'Ringo'. Nothing is done. IWE class, I've much to do. Everything was completed. Now, the library is being conquered by I, the great Blancanator of Estonia.
If you didn't catch on, I was writing in the style of Hemingway. If you don't get it, take yourself off of my friends list, now.