Well.

Leeeeet's see.

This morning, I ended up having to run again, because I'm lazy and I never go to class before the sprint bell. But then I have to run halfway across the world and up the stairs to make it. In 45 seconds.

Oh it HURTS SO MUCH.

Then, you know, I spent the rest of the day reading Michelle Vaughan's shirt. Because I can.

I was amazed at how "Les Miserablês" doesn't suck as much as previously expected.

But then came Theater Arts.

Sarah. Sarah. Sarah. Bless her heart she sure is trying hard to get this right. To bad we're all blabbering idiots. We need to think sometime.

why!

We recieved complaints of not being "funny" today, or, you know, put it in sarah's vocabulary and make it more unintelligible.

The thing is, see, each time we attempt something unique, improv'ed, or just silly, it's

"WOAH YOU'RE A DISTRACTION TO THE AUDIENCE"

Or

"WOAH THATS TOO LOUD"

Or

"YOU AREN'T BIG ENOUGH"

Or

"WHY AREN'T YOU FUNNY"

But hey,

At least I still..uh...

...

So how about that airline food huh!

Speaking of food.

In Ms. Olsen's spanish class today she brought this atomic hot salsa.

Now, I've been trying pretty much any medicine I can for these stupid un-standable allergies.

But let me tell you, if anything's worked so far, it's been eating 6 or 7 chipfuls of unbear..ably hot salsa.

I mean that stuff was intense, but for the next 30 minutes, I could..breathe!! Then two extremelely frightning girls came by uttering something in "Ghettoish" and for some reason just took all the tortilla chips. They then ate 5 or 6 maybe, and threw them away.

I really don't like those kind of people.

The people that throw away perfectly good tortilla chips.

AND THEN IT BECAME LUNCHTIME

Blake, Complaining Zach, and I were sitting by ourselves as usual, because of whatever little drama the girls have going on with whoever, we're not really sure because Canadian Sam is a lousy messenger! Those crazy yankees!

We just made alot of ...stupid jokes, and lost our minds.

Haha..bill clinton..

I then hummed the tune to "Willenium"

Then we all sat there and were amazed at how stupid we were, and we left. For things much much much less exciting. Like..biology or something. I slept through it, so it doesn't matter. Also, Kate scratched me.

(Insert meaningless anecdote here)

Then after that other meaningless anecdote, we went to health! Kat cheated her way through another game of "Dots", and, (Alright, you see, the entire class was talking and what not at this point) I yelled out, "Kaaaaaat SHUUUUUTTTTUUUUUUUUUP"

Suddenly, the entire class was silenced. The ghetto girl to my left muttered something unintelligible, and I wanted to call her 'Whitey" again. Everyone was like, Woah, smurfy, you're an idiot.  Mr. Mcconell was all like "Yo, kid, what's up!", and I said "Kat's beating me" then he said "Well! I'll beat you somewhere else in a minute!"

Then kat laughed. And cheated more.

And I lost.

Then somewhere between then and now I read Michelle Vaughan's shirt some more, came home, put ferret outside, and listened to "Feel Good INC." by the Gorrilaz...

And now, after this obnoxiouslly long and un-necessary post, I'm going..to..

Psh, I don't know. Listen to mindsay's tag suggestion and give my blog the tag "Stupid people are just plain stupid.

:::static noises::

WE'RE BREAKIN' ::STATIC NOISE:: UP!

.....

Later, sucka's.

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Edit:

Crap.

I'm missing Wilmington's One-Take Film Festival again.

...

Although, it..is on a weekend..Hmmm...

Maaaaaaybe...

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Edit: No. I can't.

Also, I discovered that Cher is my long lost twin cousin.

Let's compare.