I've been keeping a quote journal. Why? Because I've realized that people say some incredibly awkward things.
To be honest with you, most of the quotes are from AP Chem...because everyone in there is nuts...especially Mr. Peterson.
The first day of the quarter...what do we do? Well, Mr. Peterson couldn't make it through attendance without making fun of HWSFRN (who wasn't there).
Oh, and then he showed us pictures of his bedroom. Why? Because he was proud that he built his own bed or something like that. Then he went into detail about how he's been sleeping on a futon for the past 14 years. Wow. Now that's an accomplishment.
He has a bug collection in his room. Incredibly awkward...he went through and described what they were. I dislike bugs very greatly.
The best part? I have the class with Peanuts. Let's just say Peanuts feels the same way about Mr. Peterson as I do.
I love Peanuts. Seriously, we're the only juniors in the class, and we just kinda sit in the corner giggling about random things.
We were having an "exclusive" conversation in which Tall Creepy Guy tried to get in on. He does that a lot.
He's alright though. I don't understand the "Creepy" part of his name...but I'm sure Peanuts has her reasons.
So we did a lab today. It seemed like everyone just picked a lab spot and just started right away. Not Peanuts and I; we found a set-up and put our notebooks there.
We were the first ones done with the lab.
Why?
Because for some odd reason, Mr. Peterson came up and did the first six steps of the lab while we just stood there giggling. Seriously, all we had to do was adjust the flame part way through the lab. He even dug the silver from our little crucible thinger.
Mr. Peterson's the coolest.
Except for the fact he ran across my random ramblings in my notebook.
So.
I guess I look like the chick who plays Ugly Betty. Kookie won't stop calling me Miss Ferrera. Slightly amusing.
Would I sound conceted if I said I think someone likes me a little bit? I'm starting to think so. Peanuts thinks its hilarious.
Apparently I want Beaver in the pants...I've now heard this from not one but TWO people.
Random Freshman apologized to me.
I'm singing a Class A vocal solo. I don't sing...except in the shower.
I kicked ass on the ASVAB thingy.
Locker Buddy, Peanuts, and I were playing with lip plumper today. The funniest stuff you can purchase. Seriously. When you first put it on it just feels like thick lip gloss.
Then it starts to tingle. My lips felt like they were about to fall off. No joke.
Now we have a porn star lip thing goin' on. Quite amusing.
So one of my best friends told me she thinks one of the guys I like (I'm such a whore...but it's down to two, now) is cute. I was shocked, but oddly enough, not angry at all. I found it freaking hilarious.
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i know realize that when you say you want beaver in the pants, it is quite possibly one of the worst things you could say.
either way, i think the siliarites with you and america ferrara is the thick glasses and midgetness. but thats what makes lemons lemons. a taller lemons would be inexcusable.
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