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I want an air horn.
Why, you ask?
Because I like making lotsa noise, thats why! >:O
So, yeah. If Sarah or anyone else hears odd freaky noises coming from the outside, fear not! It isnt a street riot (though...there might be, if I get a hold of an air horn <.<. Can't garentee anything.), nor tis it the end of the world. Or of Jersey City.
It's just me. =)
I will know by Monday, if I have the job. I think I might have gotten it, though.
Aleia, the emoticon that represents you best is the Winking Face
Well, hello there (wink, wink). Aren't you quite the flirt? Maybe you reserve your talents to the online realm where you can be somewhat anonymous and sly. Or maybe you're just great at turning on the charm virtually anywhere — online or off. Why shouldn't you?
Flirting is an art, and when done well, it makes people feel good. Besides, it's fun and it seems to be something you're good at. Your clever comments and quick thinking make you a favorite friend. So, continue batting those eyelashes, winking that eye, and making others feel like a million bucks, hot stuff!
Emoticon Test
Me? Flirty? *tilts head*
Aye, but who takes tests like these seriously? XD
*remembers the neighbor girl*
Nevermind, nevermind.
<.<;;
Aye, having major problems trying to make changes to my insane FASFA form. I will add more updates later.
Edit: I have 2468 total visits.
I mention it only because I like the way those particular numbers run. XD
If you ever happen to stumble upon stories about my driving, disregard them, as they are all silly.
And just stories.
<.<
FASFA is a rebelious system that works for the government T_T
Everyone needs loud music to sing to.
Aye, that crack at my driving (Honestly, my driving is not bad!) reminded me when I was a senior in high school. During one particular Chem lab, when my Chem teacher heard I was taking Drivers Ed on the road, he suggested to me that I drive a Dodge.
I asked why. (Why did I ask?)
He said so that when people walking on the sidewalk read the word 'Dodge', they will do so.
Ha ha.
Ha.
Heh.
u.u
I remember a thingamajiger he told, to help us remember the Periodic Table abreviation for gold.
"If somone takes your gold, you say 'Hey you! (Au)'"
And for silver.
"If you have silver, you arent rich enough for gold, which means you are in a not good neighborhood. (He suggested the projects u.u)
If somone takes your silver, you say 'Hey G! (Ag)'"
Can you imagine some old white haired farmer guy saying 'Hey G'? Oh, that was hilariouse. Kids would purposly (repeatedly >:| ) ask about how to remember silver.
Bunch of dorks.
*laughes*
He was an interesting old guy, full of random stories of the "good 'ole days".
And corny jokes, as well.
*shakes head*
Oy, and when kids would lift handfuls of droppers and fill them with water, and hide them in the lab desks. (My class was so full we had to use every single student and lab desk.) When he had his back turned, or wasnt looking, stupid kids would squirt random other people with them.
For some reason, I was always a target for this one kid. 0.o
And when I finally got the kid back, he fought back even harder. What the heck?
It eventually ended up in a huge mess, with the kid blaming me, the teacher yelling, and me walking out of the room.
It was sorted out, in the end. u.u
But this is the same kid who would mix random chemicals in a glass beacker, and let it sit there and change colors. (For some reason he always set it near me. >:O)
And when I tried to get rid of it/hide it/move it away, the teacher would see it, and the kid blamed me. (What the heck?!?)
Stupid dork boy. At least I didnt get into any real trouble, meaning involving a pinkslip or something.
Thinking about Chem class is making me remember the Photography club, which had a waiting list to join, and when I finally got in it, the camera had been broken. (In this club, you got to learn how to develop your own film :O )
....Which I never learned. <.<;;
During the Chem teacher's lab and free periods, the dark room was always occupied by a certain group of guys from my class. (Of course, the dark room having been built with the only entrance/exit in the back of Mr. Harper's room, he would be the one to teach it.)This wouldnt seem odd, cept for the fact the camera was broken, so kids werent in there to develop film.
And it wasnt one or two guys walking out of there, it was always like four or five. I wondered what on earth they could be doing in a little room that could be dark/red light that took so much time.
One time at the end of my lab class, three guys ran stumbling out of the dark room. The teacher, in normal fashion, paid no mind to them. (Why?)
They zigged/stumbled their way out the door.
Autstin asked me to come back there a second (I was very curiouse.)
He held up a bottle, and said Christian (One of the guys who zigged out of there) thought the stuff smelled like apple, but he thought it smelled like strawberry. He asked me to smell, and shoved it in my face.
I sucked in my breath and froze. There was a certain part of my brain, very top of my head, two regions that make an oval shape, that part felt like it had turned to burning ice. (I wanna find out what that part is responsible for, someday.) I sat down hard on the floor, stunned. My brain, nose (sinus?) and my eyes were burning cold, and my eyes were streaming. I felt like my head was floating high in the sky, and Austin's laughing sounded odd.
After he left, and I recovered enough to stand by myself, I found the bottle was full of stopper stuff. You dump some in when you want your film to stop developing.
I was so naive then. u.u
Or stupid. >.<
For some reason, I am remembering a show called Adam's World.
I used to really like the show (It was aimed towards little kids)
Very few, if anyone, will remember that show. Garenteed.
*half grins*
How come skin gets darker in the sun, while hair gets lighter?
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