I had an excellent time today, eating bagels and talking shit. Best conversation of the week regarding a certain redhead who is madass custy:
Katie: She's a very loving, caring person. I bet you didn't know that she spends all of her time on the weekends in soup kitchens.
Chelsea: What, eating?
Elise: What, eating?
HILARITY. Oh the cleverness of the people I know and am friends with.
Thank GOD us seniors are not doing state testing, although, this means double photography next week, which sounds good, but let me tell you, it is not. It, in fact, is the horribleness. Mrs. Casagrande is great for ART IV where you basically do whatever you want, but when it comes to photography, all she does is lecture, and it is the suck. Last class she took a half hour to explain how to mount a photo on a piece of paper. A HALF HOUR. I can explain it right now. Trim your photo to your desired size, stick double-sided tape on the back, and stick it to a piece of construction paper. DONE! HOW HARD WAS THAT. Although considering my class, which consists of a bunch of boys who play "the helicopter game" on the computer and chew tobbacco when Mrs. Casagrande isn't in the room, maybe they need that half hour of explanation. On second thought, even they don't. le sigh.
MAN, I really want my hair to look like this for prom.
Yay? Nay? I think it's hot. But it could just be the Jessica Alba MAKING the hair hot. I like it anyhow.