And the highlight of my day was...
Being sick is no fun, so I'm not at all coherent *sniffle*. But the Best Thing Ever happened today! I walked into the Starbucks across the street from school, toting my lame yogurt-lunch, and upon entering the door I hear: "What have you done today, to make you feel proud?". YEAH THEY WERE PLAYING PROUD HOW COOL IS THAT?! I just sat down with this huge, dorky grin on my face and made no attempt at hiding my insanity. All that certain Starbucks ever plays is like, folksy/jazzy junk, so it was extra surreal. that was totally one of my fantasies, too *_*. Next up is the one where I meet Gale in the Atlanta Airport, because he was born in GA and for some unfathomable reason he will be there visiting relatives or something. >____>
Of course, it's not the best thing to have images of Brian's suicidal shenanigans and Really Lame Dancing conjured up during an innocent lunch, but I'll take what I can get.
I was going to wax philosophical on everything from my feelings on RPS to my weird new acceptance, and almost enjoyment, of track meets, but I'm sick and the words just. Don't. Flow. Instead I will eat a bagel and praise Sartre, the genius that he is :D
Also? This one teacher of mine does the Gale lip-bite. Isn't the same magical thing, though.
Of course, it's not the best thing to have images of Brian's suicidal shenanigans and Really Lame Dancing conjured up during an innocent lunch, but I'll take what I can get.
I was going to wax philosophical on everything from my feelings on RPS to my weird new acceptance, and almost enjoyment, of track meets, but I'm sick and the words just. Don't. Flow. Instead I will eat a bagel and praise Sartre, the genius that he is :D
Also? This one teacher of mine does the Gale lip-bite. Isn't the same magical thing, though.