And she was.... GAMING with them?!!
OH. MY. GAWD. I can't say "God" anymore because I have gone down to my local campus catholic church and i have become....a Eucharistic Minister!! THATS RIGHT!! I'm the person that feeds the people the Jesus Crackers...Christ Chex if you will. It is by far the funniest move I think I've ever done in my whole life!!! Not only is the priest here new and VERY awkward (evil chuckle), but there's a NUN that runs the church!! OH HAPPY DAYS!! Much humor to come from that...including my friend Craig that is going to go to mass JUST so he can walk up to me and go: "Your move holyman, CHOOSE WISELY." And then cup his hands and wiggle his tongue.... Religion is AWESOME!
That and I must share with everyone (especially those that knew a certain Dr. Garland/Pigeon Hooker/Cat Rapist/Ughhhhgughhhuugghhh) that my Biology teacher is an exact replica of the good Dr.G. She talks like her, gargles like her, coughs and spits and poses next to TVs like her. The only difference is that she's shorter and has no flab and/or pits stained cherry shirts. HOWEVER!! My brother joe has her and he can imitate her like you WOULDNT BELIEVE!!! lol.
On another note... My mom is wicked cool. Since I don't wanna work at Dunk's anymore, and I had only trained so far, my plan was to just tell them that I didn't like the job. BUT! My mom was like: "No, no, you need to keep this job just in case you can't find another one!" So she had me put on my temp. cast, and pretend like I had JUST fractured my ankle! And then she went down and she told my manager that I wouldn't be able to work for a while because I had juts fractured my ankle. And here's the kicker! Since it's a serious Safety issue, they can't fire me!!!! So I went back to my dorm, took off the cast, and sat back and waited for my first pay check to come!! Awwwwww yesss...
It's not good though, when you see one of your co-workers as you're walking to class and you have to start limping so it looks like you're in pain...EEP!
NEW YORK CITY, HERE I COME!!!!
That and I must share with everyone (especially those that knew a certain Dr. Garland/Pigeon Hooker/Cat Rapist/Ughhhhgughhhuugghhh) that my Biology teacher is an exact replica of the good Dr.G. She talks like her, gargles like her, coughs and spits and poses next to TVs like her. The only difference is that she's shorter and has no flab and/or pits stained cherry shirts. HOWEVER!! My brother joe has her and he can imitate her like you WOULDNT BELIEVE!!! lol.
On another note... My mom is wicked cool. Since I don't wanna work at Dunk's anymore, and I had only trained so far, my plan was to just tell them that I didn't like the job. BUT! My mom was like: "No, no, you need to keep this job just in case you can't find another one!" So she had me put on my temp. cast, and pretend like I had JUST fractured my ankle! And then she went down and she told my manager that I wouldn't be able to work for a while because I had juts fractured my ankle. And here's the kicker! Since it's a serious Safety issue, they can't fire me!!!! So I went back to my dorm, took off the cast, and sat back and waited for my first pay check to come!! Awwwwww yesss...
It's not good though, when you see one of your co-workers as you're walking to class and you have to start limping so it looks like you're in pain...EEP!
NEW YORK CITY, HERE I COME!!!!