the world is shrinking
So, today we had drawing class outside--same as Tuesday. And, since we're out in the open, it really allows me to be more of a spectacle (an idiot, not the glasses kind). And I end up entertaining about half a dozen people in hearing range [and pissed off one person that wasn't in the class].
Wait, where was I going with that? Oh right; so I sat next to this girl I never really noticed before. But she was thoroughly amused with me, so we start chit-chatting whilst trying to meander away from the class. And she was wearing some warriors shirt (not westwood) and so I asked her if she went to Westwood. Well, she did, but just to hang out... She actually enrolled at Hamilton. Ooh, hamilton, I wonder if she knew Andy. And she did!
Thinking back--last time I saw Andy he was talking about this person, flails his arms out and shouts her name... oh what was it? Oh, amber. AMBER!! I pointed at her (and I'm sure someone out of hearing range would probably have mistaken me for a monkey (pointing and shifting my weight and such)).She was the one he was talking about that one time.
And, switchback: I was making fun of Emma because she was sick, and I was somewhat recovered from my chestcold attack de nuit... and so she's all, "don't make me laugh, or I'll cough" (which as Kristen knows, is typically my on-switch). And so, I was poking fun at her from before using mathematical ratios instead of spacial ones (meh, if you really wanna know, just ask) for our drawing, and so I called her a witch sorceress for using her mathvoodoo on us. And then I compared her to Darth Vader, and she said, "I don't think Darth Vader gets colds." Oh did she open herself up on that one. So I covered my mouth with both hands and did a perfect impression of his breathing--kinda off with the voice, but still convincing--and said, "Emma, I am your fath.. ::cough cough cough::"
Now, the part I didn't expect: cupping my hands over my mouth made the cough a WHOLE LOT louder than I anticipated. And without exaggeration, EVERYONE that I could see was looking at me. Emma was rollin and once I realized that I may have disturbed some strangers, I started rollin too. 'Twas fun.
Wait, where was I going with that? Oh right; so I sat next to this girl I never really noticed before. But she was thoroughly amused with me, so we start chit-chatting whilst trying to meander away from the class. And she was wearing some warriors shirt (not westwood) and so I asked her if she went to Westwood. Well, she did, but just to hang out... She actually enrolled at Hamilton. Ooh, hamilton, I wonder if she knew Andy. And she did!
Thinking back--last time I saw Andy he was talking about this person, flails his arms out and shouts her name... oh what was it? Oh, amber. AMBER!! I pointed at her (and I'm sure someone out of hearing range would probably have mistaken me for a monkey (pointing and shifting my weight and such)).She was the one he was talking about that one time.
And, switchback: I was making fun of Emma because she was sick, and I was somewhat recovered from my chestcold attack de nuit... and so she's all, "don't make me laugh, or I'll cough" (which as Kristen knows, is typically my on-switch). And so, I was poking fun at her from before using mathematical ratios instead of spacial ones (meh, if you really wanna know, just ask) for our drawing, and so I called her a witch sorceress for using her mathvoodoo on us. And then I compared her to Darth Vader, and she said, "I don't think Darth Vader gets colds." Oh did she open herself up on that one. So I covered my mouth with both hands and did a perfect impression of his breathing--kinda off with the voice, but still convincing--and said, "Emma, I am your fath.. ::cough cough cough::"
Now, the part I didn't expect: cupping my hands over my mouth made the cough a WHOLE LOT louder than I anticipated. And without exaggeration, EVERYONE that I could see was looking at me. Emma was rollin and once I realized that I may have disturbed some strangers, I started rollin too. 'Twas fun.