Friday, October 12, 2007

   IT WAS A GOOD DAY TO DYE.....BUT IM OUT OF LATEX GLOVES.
Today was so much fun!

It all started in homeroom. I was wearing black cargo pants and a black jacket. In my pocket, just waiting for an opportunity, were my darling lime-green fishnet gloves. But I couldn't wear them with all black. I needed color to even things out. So I was sitting in my chair, musing on this conundrum, when my bloodshot, swollen eyes fell upon Colleen.
She was wearing a black little hoody with Gir on it, and little tiny Irkin symbols all over it, in lovely neon colors.

Colors that would go perfectly with my gloves.

Trying to control the spasmodic tic under my eye, I asked her to switch hoodies.
She agreed!!
And voila!!! I put on them fingerless gloves and LIFE WAS GOOD! She looked soooooo cuuuuute. Like...all in black and smelling edible...yeah. She smells like candy. I want to eat her.
As a bonus, the hoody smelled like her, which equals MORE CANDY!!! I was in heaven!!

And there was more fun in Spanish, where we watched a stupid movie in Espanol about three times over, from start to finish, before the teacher managed to get subtitles on. That was fun, because I was in la-la land and it was o.k.

Then, fun in science with Kristin and Katharine. We tried to clown around with the sub but she kicked our asses. I gained new respect for blondes with short hair. I also gained a sore ass.
We got our shit into gear and I have no science homework now. ^__^
That was fun because....Kristin was there to glare at me and make me look retarded every time I opened my fat mouth.

THEN: GLORIOUS ELA!!!!
I got to read aloud my acrostic poem on The Tell-Tale Heart.
When it was done, there was total silence for about forty seconds as everyone stared at me in a mixture of shock/revulsion/fear. Then Colin started to slow-clap and nobody joined in. Nick dropped his pen.
I liked it. >__>
The teacher was just like "Interesting perspective, Lara. Hmm. See class, she actually wrote a POEM, unlike the rest of you, who just jotted down randomly grouped sentences in crayon."
*growls*
See, it was very well written for something that took about...hmm...forty seconds. Mine OWNED the other crappy rambling pieces of crap.
That was fun, because I instilled more fear into the hearts of stupid fourteen yearolds.

Lunch was boring. For once, I bought food and it was bad tasting. I regretted it but ate it anyway because NO-ONE can resist soggy chicken nuggets.
It was raining heavily so we weren't allowed outside. =(
So Kristin, Colleen and I wandered over the the seventh grade area and mingled with Caitlin Wood's crowd. Shes a self-proclaimed emo, but shes not. She just has a crappy haircut.
But shes so much fun!! Heeheehee. But not fun enough to keep Colleen and me to sneak into the bathroom. She seemed upset about something. I think she wanted to talk but she just hugged me instead. If her Dad is hitting her again, Im going to fucking knife him.

After we returned, we suddenly all decided to trade sweatshirts again. Caitlin wanted Colleens hoody, which I was wearing, and I wanted....sex! No. I wanted some more apple juice but there wasnt any. So I ended up with Caitlins. It was too big!! Everyone laughed when I put it on. It must have looked like I was drowning or something. I'm such a scarecrow. T__T
So Colleen, being the savior of the damned that she is, decided to wear Caitlins! And then I got mine back. But that was boring, so I traded with Kristin.
Hers was mildewed and so I just walked around in my tank.
Whew!
That was an exhausting bit o' typing.

Im going to go finish watching 'Carrie'....


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