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Nobody reads these anymore. This is for my own personal reference!
I was kidnapped yesterday.
Oh! Today in Am. Lit, we had to recite these memorized poems, and Corey-Ben enunciated so well and spoke SO DRAMATICALLY. He was one of the few people in class who took it seriously. In serious situations like that, I tend to giggle. Or, become "giggly." It's not that I think something is funny. It is a completely about nervousness or awkwardness. Most people break out in a cold sweat, clammy hands.. Shaky knees, jittery fingers, quivering lips. Not me. I giggle. It was like one of those high school movie scenes when someone reads a poem aloud in class and .. okay. I don't like this topic anymore. All that's left to say is that I felt my poem was inferior.
Moving right along.. Back to my being kidnapped. Yesterday, Liz drove over to my house, ran inside, grabbed me away from my painstaking homework, threw me into her car, and drove off into the horizon with shoeless me.
Today! Megan and I went to Red Lobster to check out Pasquale in action! Yes, yes.. Pasquale Potestato is the newest member of the Red Lobster bus boy team. It was cute. He is forced to wear a nice shirt and dress shoes, both of which I didn't think he even knew how to wear. He proved me wrong.
Before that, we hit up Lakeside. That silly little mall. I had a delicious pretzel.
Then the rosary beads, count them ONE-TWO-THREE! fell apart as they hit the flowrrrrrrrrr...!
I practically got mugged today in school. A relatively frightening-looking young man walked up to me and asked me for a dollar. I told him that I did not have one. I genuinely didn't think that I did. After rummaging through my purse a few moments later, I discovered five quarters and became excited when I came to the realization that a nice refreshing Gatorade was in the very near future for me. So, I had pretty much forgotten about the kid who asked me for money 20 minutes earlier, assuming that he found some money, or left. As I'm putting my last quarter in the vending machine and pressing the button, he scuffles up to me OUT OF NOWHERE and DEMANDS that I give him my money. The button had already been pushed. I felt bad, but hey.. one cannot un-push a button that has been pushed. So, my Gatorade is in mid-fall from it's little compartment in the vending machine, and this kid lets out a massive sigh of aggravation. And then he disappeared again. I got a dime back in change. So, I started to walk back toward Liz, Zach, Josh, and Corey when I hear "Excuse me! Excuse me!" from behind me. And I turn around. This kid SERIOUSLY is like, "DO YOU NEEEEED THAT CHANGE!?" And I was like, "DAMMIT! JUST TAKE THE CHANGE!" He took my dime; we went our separate ways. I honestly do hope that he ended up finding a beverage that completely satisfied his thirst.
My eyes hurt now.
<3 Stay classy, no one!
I was kidnapped yesterday.
Oh! Today in Am. Lit, we had to recite these memorized poems, and Corey-Ben enunciated so well and spoke SO DRAMATICALLY. He was one of the few people in class who took it seriously. In serious situations like that, I tend to giggle. Or, become "giggly." It's not that I think something is funny. It is a completely about nervousness or awkwardness. Most people break out in a cold sweat, clammy hands.. Shaky knees, jittery fingers, quivering lips. Not me. I giggle. It was like one of those high school movie scenes when someone reads a poem aloud in class and .. okay. I don't like this topic anymore. All that's left to say is that I felt my poem was inferior.
Moving right along.. Back to my being kidnapped. Yesterday, Liz drove over to my house, ran inside, grabbed me away from my painstaking homework, threw me into her car, and drove off into the horizon with shoeless me.
Today! Megan and I went to Red Lobster to check out Pasquale in action! Yes, yes.. Pasquale Potestato is the newest member of the Red Lobster bus boy team. It was cute. He is forced to wear a nice shirt and dress shoes, both of which I didn't think he even knew how to wear. He proved me wrong.
Before that, we hit up Lakeside. That silly little mall. I had a delicious pretzel.
Then the rosary beads, count them ONE-TWO-THREE! fell apart as they hit the flowrrrrrrrrr...!
I practically got mugged today in school. A relatively frightening-looking young man walked up to me and asked me for a dollar. I told him that I did not have one. I genuinely didn't think that I did. After rummaging through my purse a few moments later, I discovered five quarters and became excited when I came to the realization that a nice refreshing Gatorade was in the very near future for me. So, I had pretty much forgotten about the kid who asked me for money 20 minutes earlier, assuming that he found some money, or left. As I'm putting my last quarter in the vending machine and pressing the button, he scuffles up to me OUT OF NOWHERE and DEMANDS that I give him my money. The button had already been pushed. I felt bad, but hey.. one cannot un-push a button that has been pushed. So, my Gatorade is in mid-fall from it's little compartment in the vending machine, and this kid lets out a massive sigh of aggravation. And then he disappeared again. I got a dime back in change. So, I started to walk back toward Liz, Zach, Josh, and Corey when I hear "Excuse me! Excuse me!" from behind me. And I turn around. This kid SERIOUSLY is like, "DO YOU NEEEEED THAT CHANGE!?" And I was like, "DAMMIT! JUST TAKE THE CHANGE!" He took my dime; we went our separate ways. I honestly do hope that he ended up finding a beverage that completely satisfied his thirst.
My eyes hurt now.
<3 Stay classy, no one!