STFU n00b!!!!!!!!11111111
I have an idea: let's not even talk about school. SCHOOL IS FUCKING GAY, AND I AM FAILING 4 OR 5 OUT OF 6 CLASSES ANYWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Phill and I decided to take a break in our relationship to let all of this dramatic bullshit with other people blow over. I'm still getting him that ring, and I am still deciding on something to do for him. Hm...
I dragged Phill and Meghan (Nic's little sister) to Foreign Language Club so they could help out with International Night stuff. XD I was drawing posters, so was Phill. Meghan helped color some of my poster, and also helped set up some little watchamacallits. That was so hick-ish. After that, Phill and I rushed back to my house where my dad then gave us a ride to Laurel Park Mall. We went to the "Store of Dreams" where other high school students walked around wearing goofy black aprons, making dumb ass hats, and then one unfortunate soul had to dress up like Clifford the Big Red Dog. What really pissed us off (besides us having to wear aprons... lol) is the fact that our project wasn't even there. There was supposed to be three different projects to choose from, but we were stuck making hats... -.- So we had.. One kid do a project? Yeah, so I started making this bear that has "J'adore Francais" on it. I drew a little snail on the teddy's shirt, too. Then I told Phill to make a hat for his brother, Mike. Phill made one good snowman and on the otherside, he made this snowman with devil horns. He made it into a hat, and I made him write "I love you, Mike... Love: Phill" on it. LOL. I was like "NOW HE HAS TO WEAR IT IF YOUR MOM SEES IT!!!!!!!!!!" So then I made this fucked up, twitching teddy bear that has a black bow and pocket protector. I wrote to Mike on the back that I know we don't talk much, but he should be more social, and he should get AIM so we could talk. Lol. Mike's a cool kid, it's just that he doesn't put himself out there for anyone to really know him. Oh, and when these two really shy kids came up to make a project (Phill was off making a phone call), the lady tells us we have customers, and we get all excited and we're like "Come make something!" The kids hesitate, and then the lady shows them Phill's hat he made for his brother. Problem was she showed the kids the evil snowman with the frowny face and horns. The kids shook their heads no, took some patterns, and walked away. LOL. Poor Chelsea (Tucker). She said some weird old Arabic guy she gave a pamphlet to said, "Hey, your number isn't on this." She looked like she was going to cry. :\
So after all of that "fun," my dad came back with my brother and took Phill, my brother, and myself to Max & Erma's for dinner. It was okay. HAHA. Pippey's sister works with my dad, and she served us tonight. She's not that bad of a waitress actually. I told my dad how Pippey shaved his own ass over the summer because he was lonely and bored. I am friends with the weirdest people. Yes! Tomorrow night is yet another night at The Bean. Oh, and I am so fucking sleeping in on Saturday. I have lost so much sleep in the past week. GAAHHHRRGGGHH... Going.. Bipolar... Again... !!
Phill and I decided to take a break in our relationship to let all of this dramatic bullshit with other people blow over. I'm still getting him that ring, and I am still deciding on something to do for him. Hm...
I dragged Phill and Meghan (Nic's little sister) to Foreign Language Club so they could help out with International Night stuff. XD I was drawing posters, so was Phill. Meghan helped color some of my poster, and also helped set up some little watchamacallits. That was so hick-ish. After that, Phill and I rushed back to my house where my dad then gave us a ride to Laurel Park Mall. We went to the "Store of Dreams" where other high school students walked around wearing goofy black aprons, making dumb ass hats, and then one unfortunate soul had to dress up like Clifford the Big Red Dog. What really pissed us off (besides us having to wear aprons... lol) is the fact that our project wasn't even there. There was supposed to be three different projects to choose from, but we were stuck making hats... -.- So we had.. One kid do a project? Yeah, so I started making this bear that has "J'adore Francais" on it. I drew a little snail on the teddy's shirt, too. Then I told Phill to make a hat for his brother, Mike. Phill made one good snowman and on the otherside, he made this snowman with devil horns. He made it into a hat, and I made him write "I love you, Mike... Love: Phill" on it. LOL. I was like "NOW HE HAS TO WEAR IT IF YOUR MOM SEES IT!!!!!!!!!!" So then I made this fucked up, twitching teddy bear that has a black bow and pocket protector. I wrote to Mike on the back that I know we don't talk much, but he should be more social, and he should get AIM so we could talk. Lol. Mike's a cool kid, it's just that he doesn't put himself out there for anyone to really know him. Oh, and when these two really shy kids came up to make a project (Phill was off making a phone call), the lady tells us we have customers, and we get all excited and we're like "Come make something!" The kids hesitate, and then the lady shows them Phill's hat he made for his brother. Problem was she showed the kids the evil snowman with the frowny face and horns. The kids shook their heads no, took some patterns, and walked away. LOL. Poor Chelsea (Tucker). She said some weird old Arabic guy she gave a pamphlet to said, "Hey, your number isn't on this." She looked like she was going to cry. :\
So after all of that "fun," my dad came back with my brother and took Phill, my brother, and myself to Max & Erma's for dinner. It was okay. HAHA. Pippey's sister works with my dad, and she served us tonight. She's not that bad of a waitress actually. I told my dad how Pippey shaved his own ass over the summer because he was lonely and bored. I am friends with the weirdest people. Yes! Tomorrow night is yet another night at The Bean. Oh, and I am so fucking sleeping in on Saturday. I have lost so much sleep in the past week. GAAHHHRRGGGHH... Going.. Bipolar... Again... !!