"SEVEN THO-oh, seven DOLLARS? I could buy. Um. Seven cookies. Multiplied by three I could buy 21."
Awhile ago I thought, "You know what? I might actually want to be a teacher. Working with kids....that'd be cool."
Um haha NOT. Seriously. I had to pass out my third set of interviews for my student life story today? And I wanted to kill basically every student in the classrooms I walked into. I asked a simple question- "Does anyone have any unusual pets? Pets that have weird behaviors, do odd tricks, or are just unique?" and numerous retards had to yell, "I HAVE A PURPLE CAT!" "I HAVE A LLAMA NAMED FRED!" "I HAVE TWO WHITE GOLDFISH!" "MY DOG HAS TWO LEGS!"
And if I hear one more person say, "I have a little brother, does that count?" I just might break their face.
Holy. Freaking. Crap.
One girl in the art class I went into felt the need to stand barely twelve inches away, lift up two fingers, and screech, "I HAVE THREE CATS."
"COOL," I screeched back and walked away. Later I was told she's mentally handicapped so now I feel bad, heck yes.
But I definitely hate people who are stupid and obnoxious.
There I go with the "hate" crap again.
Freakin' idiot.
Christina was going to dye my hair after school tomorrow but my mom decided today that that wouldn't happen so whatever.
But she speaks of this awesome store somewhere in Valrico that I must go to. Soon. As in this weekend. After I sell yearbook ads. Because that definitely needs to be done. Yes.
I love dislike awkward silences.