"You know that's paint, right?"
I had to split this and the last entry up so it wouldn't be too long.
A hilarious anecdote if I do say so myself. Marissa was trying to read the Sacred Notebook in gym today, so I attempted to run away from her with it and in the process accidentally stepped on this hoochie's nail. "OW!" she cried, because dialogue makes things so much more exciting.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
"Fucking bitch my finger hurts like fucking hell!"
"I'm sorry!" I apologized like twenty times, but she was angry.
"My sister's more mature than you and she's six! What's your problem, bitch?" the hoochie screeched.
"You're right." I retorted. "I should just kill myself. My life has no worth because I accidentally stepped on your finger. I'm a horrible person. I deserve to die."
The hoochie missed the sarcasm. "That's right, bitch!" I laughed and turned around, and a few seconds later I felt something lightly touch my head. I grabbed my hair and felt gum. That's right, guys, gum. On purpose. I tried to get it off for a few seconds, but it wasn't working, and Lise the Friendly Neighbourhood Mormon couldn't get it out either. I explained what had happened as she tried to get it out. "I hope you didn't yell back," she lectured.
Oh come now, Lise, you know that's not my style.
Eventually I had to ask for a pass to the Nurse's for ice to get it out, and they thought I was ratting on her (also not my style) so one of her friends came up and tried to help me get it out. "Can I help you with that?" Ha. The nurse made me feel cute and little all over again.
"What happened?"
"I got gum stuck in my hair..."
"OH bless your heart." Nurses are so kind. It's out now... but I still have the stories.
I think mom's reading my e-mail.
A hilarious anecdote if I do say so myself. Marissa was trying to read the Sacred Notebook in gym today, so I attempted to run away from her with it and in the process accidentally stepped on this hoochie's nail. "OW!" she cried, because dialogue makes things so much more exciting.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
"Fucking bitch my finger hurts like fucking hell!"
"I'm sorry!" I apologized like twenty times, but she was angry.
"My sister's more mature than you and she's six! What's your problem, bitch?" the hoochie screeched.
"You're right." I retorted. "I should just kill myself. My life has no worth because I accidentally stepped on your finger. I'm a horrible person. I deserve to die."
The hoochie missed the sarcasm. "That's right, bitch!" I laughed and turned around, and a few seconds later I felt something lightly touch my head. I grabbed my hair and felt gum. That's right, guys, gum. On purpose. I tried to get it off for a few seconds, but it wasn't working, and Lise the Friendly Neighbourhood Mormon couldn't get it out either. I explained what had happened as she tried to get it out. "I hope you didn't yell back," she lectured.
Oh come now, Lise, you know that's not my style.
Eventually I had to ask for a pass to the Nurse's for ice to get it out, and they thought I was ratting on her (also not my style) so one of her friends came up and tried to help me get it out. "Can I help you with that?" Ha. The nurse made me feel cute and little all over again.
"What happened?"
"I got gum stuck in my hair..."
"OH bless your heart." Nurses are so kind. It's out now... but I still have the stories.
I think mom's reading my e-mail.