why do i update so much?
Embarrassing happenings that make me want to laugh/cry: one!
[I told my Jonas Brother-obsessed friend that I downloaded their "A Little Bit Longer" album. She is now planning our trip to see both the 3D concert movie and the Hannah Montana movie. SOUL VOMIT. And then she proclaimed it to, like, the entire school. ;-; fmylife]
Amazing things that make me want to learn how to do an Irish Jig: one!
[my academic team won something! 1st place, no less! THIS CALLS FOR ABSURD DANCING. Seven other people and I danced in the parking lot of a Catholic school to-
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(okay, so that second one was me singing. :'D)]
Mildly hilarious things that color me shocked: one!
[I hung out with a couple of guy-friends. I get home at about 12:30 AM *YIKES*. This dialogue follows:
MOM: What were you doing out so late?
ME: Me, [girl-friend], [boy], [boy], [boy], and [boy] were hanging out at [boy]'s house.
MOM: Inside? where?
ME: Front yard.
MOM: *shrugs* alright.
[a few seconds later]
MOM: Did you flirt?
ME: [momentary pause] ...I don't think so?
MOM: [GASP] WHY NOT?
ME: Um... Didn't feel like it?
MOM: Baby, it doesn't matter if you like them or not. You have to practice!
...So. I'm kinda a flirt. Apparently it's HUGELY GENETIC?]
Also: downloaded a PREPOSTEROUS amount of Disney soundtracks. >D I'm absurd.
[I told my Jonas Brother-obsessed friend that I downloaded their "A Little Bit Longer" album. She is now planning our trip to see both the 3D concert movie and the Hannah Montana movie. SOUL VOMIT. And then she proclaimed it to, like, the entire school. ;-; fmylife]
Amazing things that make me want to learn how to do an Irish Jig: one!
[my academic team won something! 1st place, no less! THIS CALLS FOR ABSURD DANCING. Seven other people and I danced in the parking lot of a Catholic school to-
Click to view-and-
(okay, so that second one was me singing. :'D)]
Mildly hilarious things that color me shocked: one!
[I hung out with a couple of guy-friends. I get home at about 12:30 AM *YIKES*. This dialogue follows:
MOM: What were you doing out so late?
ME: Me, [girl-friend], [boy], [boy], [boy], and [boy] were hanging out at [boy]'s house.
MOM: Inside? where?
ME: Front yard.
MOM: *shrugs* alright.
[a few seconds later]
MOM: Did you flirt?
ME: [momentary pause] ...I don't think so?
MOM: [GASP] WHY NOT?
ME: Um... Didn't feel like it?
MOM: Baby, it doesn't matter if you like them or not. You have to practice!
...So. I'm kinda a flirt. Apparently it's HUGELY GENETIC?]
Also: downloaded a PREPOSTEROUS amount of Disney soundtracks. >D I'm absurd.