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just listen at this:
i just went in my pj's to get my sister from the chick she rode back from xtreme cheer practice w/. she chucks her gym bag in the back & as soon as she plops into the passenger seat she yells, "AUGH! sorry, i just had to do that. i pulled my quad. or strained it, or hurt it or something."
"what's a quad?" i ask, then wish i hadn't.
"my quadricep," she says in a superior tone.
"what the heck is that?"
"this," she pats her leg. "ohmygosh, we learned the dance tonight. there are like eleven moves in two eight-counts. it goes..." she trails off as she does moves silently. in the small vacinity of my honda. then she starts counting freakishly fast, "one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, it's really hard..."
at this point i turned up the music. she then starts singing along w/ blink 182, & i hold up my hand. "no. just- no."
"what?"
"no hyper."
"i'm not hyper."
later i turned it to country, which shut her up for a while, & then she told me i looked cute today, which made me feel bad about being annoyed.
oh, yeah, also: she's dating a varsity football player. a pretty good one, too. she's 13, & sure he's just a freshman that they moved up, but they've been dating for months now & i realized @ the game friday that MY LITTLE SISTER IS DATING A VARSITY FOOTBALL PLAYER. how messed up is that.
i just went in my pj's to get my sister from the chick she rode back from xtreme cheer practice w/. she chucks her gym bag in the back & as soon as she plops into the passenger seat she yells, "AUGH! sorry, i just had to do that. i pulled my quad. or strained it, or hurt it or something."
"what's a quad?" i ask, then wish i hadn't.
"my quadricep," she says in a superior tone.
"what the heck is that?"
"this," she pats her leg. "ohmygosh, we learned the dance tonight. there are like eleven moves in two eight-counts. it goes..." she trails off as she does moves silently. in the small vacinity of my honda. then she starts counting freakishly fast, "one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, it's really hard..."
at this point i turned up the music. she then starts singing along w/ blink 182, & i hold up my hand. "no. just- no."
"what?"
"no hyper."
"i'm not hyper."
later i turned it to country, which shut her up for a while, & then she told me i looked cute today, which made me feel bad about being annoyed.
oh, yeah, also: she's dating a varsity football player. a pretty good one, too. she's 13, & sure he's just a freshman that they moved up, but they've been dating for months now & i realized @ the game friday that MY LITTLE SISTER IS DATING A VARSITY FOOTBALL PLAYER. how messed up is that.