If You Can Handle The Candle, You Can Handle The Wax
Hmmmmdiddlydum. I walked home, yes tons-o-fun. Anyways, today was Mercredi Gras (and Ash Wednesday). I didn't forget about Mardi Gras (thanks to Rachel) but I celebrated it anyways. I was an orange today. Yep, I was a Sunkist Orange. I wore my beautiful sticker all day and it was really funny that someone wasn't like "why the hell are you wearing a sticker??". I get that a lot when I wear my bandaids 'cept it goes a little more like this... "Do you really have a cut there?" "No... why?" "You have a bandaid on..." "Yeah, it's pretty, isn't it?" Muahaha. Ugh, I keep forgetting about my poor Fairly Odd Parents bandaids! God, I am so dumb. I really don't like Fairly Odd Parents at all, I got them for Christmas, and hey, they're pretty hot... riiight? Anyways. Yesh, for Mercredi Gras I brought in 3 Mardi Gras necklaces- Chloe wore the overweight one, I wore the other two for most of French but they were tres distracting and I was making a lot of noise with them so I made an educated decision to put them away before they would be taken away. Also, I was an orange (yes, I already told you that...) and I got my chunky blue and green bracelet back from Christine before Chorus (omg! it's the same colors as my future room!!! ... revelation!) In English the quiz was tres tres tres facile (easy, for all you non-frenchers...). She was talking about Stealth Bombers and I though she said Stealth Farmers so that's what I wrote on my paper until she explained that they were planes. Scott made fun of me... that wasn't cool, but it was funny, "Nobody can detect that they're farming...". Ohh goddd. That was funny. Omigush that reminds me that Miss Crosby gave me a hug this morning. I was like... okay then. I'm sure she meant well (:\). She also told me that she wanted to see all A's on my report card. Hmmm... Social Studies was SO fricking boring. Tony Guidetti sucks at writing (and apparently typing since he never seems to type up his work...) and I guess that Sarah thinks you spell captain like caption... That made me laugh, I am such a nerd. Math we had a test. It was all reallllly easy except the last question. That was bad, I basically guessed (educated guessing, not totally random)- got 20% or one fifth, anyone get the same? I got an A in math, if our school would actually use the frickin A+ then that's what I woulda got, I am just that good. Besides, that class is mad easy. Science is Science. We never do anything. We watched Pompeii The Last Day. I pointed out to Maura that it rhymed, I am just SO cool like that. He called us up to grade them. SHIT! Forgot my project! Fuck a duckkkkkkk, shit shit shit. I hope nothing bad happens. I got an A-. Okay, I read that stupid assignment sheet. NO WHERE on that sheet of crap does it say that I need writing to go with it, what a fat lard. It's not like he'll ever read it anyways. That's the only reason that I got the - on my perfect A. I am SO good at projects. No, not all projects, I guess. Just the posters- I rock at the layout crap. Though this was only ok because I did it in an hour tops. Omg, walking home- I am such a ditz. Okay, so there's this HUGE German Shepard names Jenna and her little yard place is next to the path near my house that I walk down. So like I see her, then I bark at her because it annoys her and she spins around (very funny to watch) but then she's like walking alongside me next to her fence and then I look over at her, I dunno what I was thinking but that dog scared the hell out of me. She didn't even bark I just jumped. It was SO hilarious. Goddd, I am such a spaz. I knew the damn dog was there, jesus I am getting stupider every day. Okay, I'll go do my homework. We actually don't have like any homework. Like none at all. Heyy, we don't. But you know what annoys me? That they moved the Superbowl Party to next week, I was SO looking forward to that. But it's good that we miss section 2 tomorrow- English! It's the best class to miss! That was happy. Okay, adioso. Watch for the meeses.
'Round 5:30 :: Okay. I am such a French-speaking mood. I started singing about a bottle of water. Okay, I was thirsty so I go in the basement to get a water bottle and I start singing about it. I was basically saying... The bottle of water is for me, it is for me, it is for me, the bottle of water is for me. It's not for you, it's not for you, the bottle of water is not for you, it is for me. It is not for my little dog, it is not for my large cat, it is for me, the bottle of water is for me. The bottle of water is for ME. Lmao, that was SO much fun. I really didn't know how really stupid it was until I just wrote it down. It sounded better in my head, and everything sounds better in French. You could sing about changing a diaper in French and the clueless people who don't understand will have no ideas it's about a piss pot. Okay, I will be going to do my Science Article. Toodles my little bagonias.
'Round 7 :: Soooooo veryyy happy! I'm ordering Guster shirts! They're going to be SO cool. I think I'm also getting two bumper stickers- one for the assignment notebook, one for the camp trunk. Need Phish and Dispatch stickers for the Trunk too. Need a new trunk- mines is broken. I broke it in '03, yeah, I went to camp with a broken trunk last year. It's only a little crack. I need a bigger trunk anyways. Preferably one with the little toppy thingy so I don't actually have to clean my trunk for cabin clean up. Dreading the dishroom this year, can't be too bad though... I really hope. We were so lucky we didn't get it last year. We did get Girls Showers not twice but THREE times in third because of that asshole Abbie... Showers are SO much worse than any other camp duty. Ughhh. I wrote my Science Article on hearing loss because of loud music. Kind of funny because I listen to my music so loud. Muahaha. Oh well, done all the hw. Will probably have to lug home the Sci Project tomorrow. Good thing I'm getting the ride home tomorrow. If we have school (hoping NO SCHOOL). I really need a new shower radio... Mines is broken so I have nothing to sing along to- just me singing all alone without my beautiful radio. Oh well. People who sing in the shower are definetly the coolest. Anyways, I'm outie. Peaceeee. Hey! American Idol on tonight... I think Medium too! Hotness. Tomorrow's CSI and Without A Trace Night (former Suvivor, CSI, Without A Trace nigh but Survivor's dead at the moment)... Thursday is definetly the best TV night because if I've already seen the episode of CSI then I can flip to Fox and watch Point Pleasant. Adios now, y'all.
'Round 5:30 :: Okay. I am such a French-speaking mood. I started singing about a bottle of water. Okay, I was thirsty so I go in the basement to get a water bottle and I start singing about it. I was basically saying... The bottle of water is for me, it is for me, it is for me, the bottle of water is for me. It's not for you, it's not for you, the bottle of water is not for you, it is for me. It is not for my little dog, it is not for my large cat, it is for me, the bottle of water is for me. The bottle of water is for ME. Lmao, that was SO much fun. I really didn't know how really stupid it was until I just wrote it down. It sounded better in my head, and everything sounds better in French. You could sing about changing a diaper in French and the clueless people who don't understand will have no ideas it's about a piss pot. Okay, I will be going to do my Science Article. Toodles my little bagonias.
'Round 7 :: Soooooo veryyy happy! I'm ordering Guster shirts! They're going to be SO cool. I think I'm also getting two bumper stickers- one for the assignment notebook, one for the camp trunk. Need Phish and Dispatch stickers for the Trunk too. Need a new trunk- mines is broken. I broke it in '03, yeah, I went to camp with a broken trunk last year. It's only a little crack. I need a bigger trunk anyways. Preferably one with the little toppy thingy so I don't actually have to clean my trunk for cabin clean up. Dreading the dishroom this year, can't be too bad though... I really hope. We were so lucky we didn't get it last year. We did get Girls Showers not twice but THREE times in third because of that asshole Abbie... Showers are SO much worse than any other camp duty. Ughhh. I wrote my Science Article on hearing loss because of loud music. Kind of funny because I listen to my music so loud. Muahaha. Oh well, done all the hw. Will probably have to lug home the Sci Project tomorrow. Good thing I'm getting the ride home tomorrow. If we have school (hoping NO SCHOOL). I really need a new shower radio... Mines is broken so I have nothing to sing along to- just me singing all alone without my beautiful radio. Oh well. People who sing in the shower are definetly the coolest. Anyways, I'm outie. Peaceeee. Hey! American Idol on tonight... I think Medium too! Hotness. Tomorrow's CSI and Without A Trace Night (former Suvivor, CSI, Without A Trace nigh but Survivor's dead at the moment)... Thursday is definetly the best TV night because if I've already seen the episode of CSI then I can flip to Fox and watch Point Pleasant. Adios now, y'all.