Pretty Much Fabulous.
Yesterday was pretty much awsome. It all started with a shirt. It's pretty sweet, I have to say. Delias and on sale, green (which happens to be one of my favorite colors) and sweet little toy soldiers on them. The point is that this shirt is hella tight in all possible ways, and yesterday was my first time wearing it.
The day started out with me getting a full 8 hours of sleep, and then going to the mailcenter and picking up a package. Not only was it a package, but it loaded up with chocolate. Dark Hot Chocolate mix, and a bar of 70% and 60% chocolate!!! That is completely heavenly stuff right there.
Then I checked my email, and it's my teacher saying an essay that I thought was due that day was postponed until 5pm the next day. Score! (I hadn't done the paper). Then I had a couple hours to study for Spanish, and the final wasn't completely destuctive. After the test, I went to the student center, and before me in line getting a Subway was a basketball player.
A little bit of background; we don't have a football team at my school, so the basketball team is pretty much the shit. You can always tell who's on the team by the number of feet they tower over you. Unquestioned facts: They rule the school. They are gods.
And so before me in line was a starting basketball player. I was doing my thing, standing in line, ordering food, and trying to stare completely straight ahead of me. And then as the dude is paying, he turns to me and asks me what I'm getting...AND BUYS MY SUBWAY FOR ME! Of course, I'm a bit of a retard, so all I say is "umm... thank you!" instead of something witty like, "besides my bill, would you like to take my number too?". And all the people behind the Subway counter are just looking at my pityingly as mr.(super!)tall-dark-sporty-and-handsome walks off with a wave of his hand.
...And then that night there was free Death By Chocolate cake! That shirt had to be lucky.
The day started out with me getting a full 8 hours of sleep, and then going to the mailcenter and picking up a package. Not only was it a package, but it loaded up with chocolate. Dark Hot Chocolate mix, and a bar of 70% and 60% chocolate!!! That is completely heavenly stuff right there.
Then I checked my email, and it's my teacher saying an essay that I thought was due that day was postponed until 5pm the next day. Score! (I hadn't done the paper). Then I had a couple hours to study for Spanish, and the final wasn't completely destuctive. After the test, I went to the student center, and before me in line getting a Subway was a basketball player.
A little bit of background; we don't have a football team at my school, so the basketball team is pretty much the shit. You can always tell who's on the team by the number of feet they tower over you. Unquestioned facts: They rule the school. They are gods.
And so before me in line was a starting basketball player. I was doing my thing, standing in line, ordering food, and trying to stare completely straight ahead of me. And then as the dude is paying, he turns to me and asks me what I'm getting...AND BUYS MY SUBWAY FOR ME! Of course, I'm a bit of a retard, so all I say is "umm... thank you!" instead of something witty like, "besides my bill, would you like to take my number too?". And all the people behind the Subway counter are just looking at my pityingly as mr.(super!)tall-dark-sporty-and-handsome walks off with a wave of his hand.
...And then that night there was free Death By Chocolate cake! That shirt had to be lucky.