For those of you who keep asking why he is nameless, I shall once again tell the evil story of the night his identity became unbearable.
Once upon a time (this past spring) Philly High's forensics team headed for Madison. He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless, being a sophomore at the time, shunned the rest of us (myself and four seniors). While we went shopping he went to his sister's dorm room and watched movies. When we came back to the hotel (V.I.P. Suites to be exact) he was too good to share a room with Bath Robe, so he took the extra room we had abandoned. Instead of splitting 2 girls in one room, 2 girls in another, and the 2 guys in the last, we put 4 girls in one room, Bath Robe in his own adjoining room, and He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless took the one down the hall. We were all gathered in Bath Robe's room watching DVDs (he packed a PS2) when He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless and I were fighting over the bed. He ended up carrying me back to his room....where we watched Comedy Central until 2:00 AM. We again fought over the bed. I fell asleep as he used me as a pillow. The phone rang and no one was on the other end. I then woke up, and dashed back to my room.
Nothing too much actually happened, but...Idk...it was more of the way he acted afterwards.
He really doesn't even deserve a nickname, but to reveal his identity would be amusing.
Anyway, I am far too interested in Mystery Man to concern myself with He Who Shall Forever Remain Nameless. No one knows a whole lot about Mystery Man--it shall stay that way!!! If you are one of the few who know keep it secretive or risk a midget running after you.
Hmm...Trumpet, one of my step-brothers, visited this weekend. He came up for a pre-homework-drunken-frat-party-work-filled-college getaway. He brought his "unofficial fiance" with him. She rocks. She's like 19 and half an inch shorter than I am...so when I put my shoes on I can see over her head--which is a weird experiance for me.
Sadly, I am already putting off my homework. I studied for my chemistry quiz, but I am yet to do my Contemporary Literature homework or my regular English worksheet. Procrastination rocks. I'm so glad we have tomorrow off.
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I didn't quit--I just adjusted it. As long as the homework does not get done during homeroom I am considering myself on task. I studied for chemistry for TWO HOURS!!! Did you know Mr. P is 31? He tried making us guess how old he is. Some senior guessed 23 and Mr. Peterson was like, "I have two children--I hope I'm not that young!" It was great.
Anyway...
LLama
I think it would be hilarious to see a midget run! Have any video? And I still haven't seen the dancing. Maybe I did, but I can't remember.
Sounds like a fun story. But when you put some teenagers into hotel suites...alone...yeah, things tend to happen. "Nothing too much actually happened." Sounds coy. ;)
Mystery Man...I swear. You're life is quite a novel already.
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