Dude.
ROAAAAAAR. Have a freaking humongous poetry test. And a Math test. I hate Math. I really, truly, absolutely, totally despise it with all of my heart and soul and feeling and guts and everything. Yes. And I'm typing this.
Remind me to stop procrastinating. Anyway, umm. Cycle 2.. whatever, TA was truly, whatever. Basically last minute crammed for WM and stuff like that. English was all right, the quiz wasn't really actually that hard or anything and yeah, basically just talked about stuff and stuff like that. :) Erms. History.. ahhahaha the quiz for the reinactment was really hard, according to everyone, so me, Betsy, Poofy, Priyanka, and Kristyn are extremely lucky. Instead of studying (not that it mattered; the quiz didn't count), we started talking about streets and where we lived and how Betsy stalks people and.. LMFAO it was pretty hilarious. ;) Then yeah. P.E. ditched (Poofy's so good) and helped out Miss Turner and yay-yuh I got a gooood grade on WM so far. *Crosses fingers about 2 sentences.* Chorus was all right, got to sing Phantom but dude, Poofy, I am so right - our version is waaaaay better. Eeerms. Lunch, ughalskdjg;a got reminded of the "foursome" thing from yesterday and everyone who was there started to crack up and I was all, "EWWWWWWW!" So yeah. Just walked around with Josh and stuff and stuff like that. Science was cool cause it was dangerous demo day with Bandaruk's and Robert's classes too, so yeah. Math was boring and dumb as usual, afterschool walked home with Poofy and Tiffstar and Randall and ROFL Randall wanted to stay outside so we wouldn't get Poofy in trouble (me and Tiffstar = SUCH A GENTLEMAN!!!!) And stuff, but then Poofy stayed inside and Tiffstar and I just sat with Randall - obviously all three of us did not get any work done whatsoever. But I love my Viet homies, ya'alls. Cause they rock your polka-dotted socks. Anyway, then after the three of us started plotting.. hahahaha, about what we should tell Michelle lest she come home and Randall's still sitting out there on the doorstep.. this is what we came up with.
1) Throw Randall into the bushes (Tiffstar.)
2) Randall is a hobo (Randall.) (Then we got onto this humongous topic about hobos.. erm.)
3) SomethingsomethingIforgot (Tiffstar.)
4) He just wanted to listen to the piano (Me.)
5) Mrs. Brand kicked him out (Me.)
6) Randall being a gentleman and saying that he knows that he should stay outside (Me and Tiffstar.)
7) Etc., etc., etc.
Anyways, in the end I started getting really paranoid because I've known Michelle for a veeeery long time and knew that none of those reasons, even the more reasonable ones that we thought of that I forgot, would ever convince Michelle that Randall did nothing but sit on the doorstep. And the entire time - everytime a car passed by, all three of our heads turned to look. And look. And then sigh in relief. Anyway, so I got this veeery possible scenario in my head.
Michelle (on the phone with her dad): Dad, Stephanie has a boy over.
Dad: WHATTTTTTTTTTTTT?!!!!! SHE ASKED ABOUT TIFFANY AND ADRIENNE, NOT A BOY!!!!!!!
Michelle: He was sitting out on the front step and said that he didn't go inside the house.
Dad: LIKE I AM SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE HIM?!! I'M COMING HOME RIGHT NOW; DON'T LET HIM LEAVE!!!!
Umm, yeah. So yes, I got scared and knew that Poofy would get in veeery big trouble so Tiffstar and I kicked him out. :) And then me and Tiffstar got ourselves food mooharhar and we ate and then walked to SV again and Poofy was being extremely weird about being early o_O and sooo yeah. Went on the swings and the swings are very high. Umm, then we just sat and watched Austin pimp.. LMFAO. And then just talked and stuff and then everybody was going in and there was this guy on the bench next to us who was sleeping O_o so I was going, "WE SHOULD WAKE HIM UP!" Except I was too chicken to, Randall and Poofy and Tiffstar were all, "Leave him alone," but then when we went into the PAB, I turned around and went again, paused half way, turned back, dragged Randall along, was cracking up the entire time, me and Randall and Tiffstar are debating, then Randall goes up to him and taps him and says, "DUDE!!! WAKE UP!!!!" .. Then he tries again. And then what the dude says is.. (according to Randall - I'm practically deaf), "Shut up." Or something along those lines. And then all four of us (not the dude) start cracking up and go inside. Well, Soprano 2s were short, so me and Tiffstar, having talked about this before, raised our hands and Poofy just went along with us ;) And although we got seperated :( Lamiese (sp?) isn't so bad. She's actually a really nice person. Yup. But honestly, I know that I judge a lot but seriously, this one total bitch in the Altos (by the way, Soprano 2s rock your socks off. Soprano 1s have really got to learn how to control their volume and stuff, cause, well, honestly. And I'm not really too hot on the idea of singing "Ah" on a G, to an A, to a B or whatever - it hurts my ears and it would kill my voice, like me and Lamiese were talking about.) Anyway, this total bitch went up to Mrs. Brand with her cronies and was like, "I need some stage time." And I was going.. WTF. And then her little cronie who is a total dumbass and really is blond although she's a brunette and has a nose that's too big for her face and is waaaaaay up there (Sk8er Boi comes along and plays) is all like, "Yeah! She's soooooo good." And all this shit, it's really stupid but very funny at the same time. Mrs. Brand refused, of course. Anyway, she kept on hissing and talking with her little cronies in the backrow and when Michelle answered a question right when none of the other Altos were raising their hands, she gave Michelle this ugly look (actually, more like horrifying because she's all ready ugly in the first place and is humongously fat and has this totally nasty attitude and wears a skirt that shows a little bit tooo much flesh, if you ask me, and God, don't punish me for saying that she's ugly. Maybe I should heed Miss Turner's advice and just believe that you're going to make my children ugly for I say other people are ugly. A lot), anyway, so yeah and it was so retardedly stupid and GAY. I hate using "gay" the wrong way, so this is seriously a big thing for me. But honestly. Grrr. *So freaking pissed.* Anywho, both Randall and Joey, our two manliest men, both got picked on. Too bad Mikey wasn't there, he would've gotten picked on to and it would've been quiteeee hilarious. Yurp. Soprano 2s own you<3<3 And that's about it. The end.
JENNY<333 AND JENN!