//:photoshop rocks
Can we please just cover how much I love my new phone?
I signed up for T-mobile Web for only 5.99 more, and I downloaded this program to cut mp3's so I've been making my own ringtones and uploading them to my phone. The memory's tiny though, so I'm not gonna be able to fit in as many ringtones as I thought I could but who cares. For anyone who doesn't have my phone number, it's (310)974-6275.
Me and Taylor applied online to be concession attendants at the Bridge last night and now we're just waiting for a response... I went later that night to watch Click though and they seemed to have almost more than enough staff, so I'm kind of worried now... But I've still got my fingers crossed.
On to the pictures...
Lunch, the day we went to see ashes and snow in yoga.
Izzy was feeling a bit groggy that day...
But some sparklingly refreshing Arrowhead water rejuvinates her.
Fuck Orbit Sugar-Free Gum. H20 pwns.
Since this is a picture of Hannah from behind, I think I'm legally entitled to posting it; within the restrictions of our agreement.
This picture makes the bus seem really cramped.
To be honest, it's not an illusion.
Walking down to the exhibit. And to your right, the Santa Monica Pier.
So I kind of went over-board on the photoshop in this entry.
Her name is Raven and I love her. She goes "OK?!" at the end of almost every sentence.
I'm not sure why it makes me laugh.
The ceiling was really interesting.
Not surprisingly, picture taking was NOT ALLOWED.
I decided to follow this rule since there were security guards literally lurking in the shadows.
At least that's the explanation for the transition to this picture from the pier.
Shetron's Angels perhaps? And yet if we take a closer look...
We find the movie poster for a tragic romantic lesbian movie starring Hannah and Danny,
known to fans as Hanny.
We all agreed we need to go to the Pier more often.
Of course, there have yet to be any talks to further these plans.
Hannah dreams of life outside the gates...
Inside of them Ashley regularly tries to sneak up on her.
She never really gives it her all though.
This bee latched on to her on the way back to the bus.
She's terrified of them and freaked out.
So maybe we shouldn't have brought it to her attention...
Sasha thinks it's a riddiculous fear.
Somehow I ended up sitting next to Tom on the bus back.
Kind of awkward, but I'm slowly getting more comfortable around the guy.
It's just been strange ever since that thing with Izaac in 9th grade.
I only just realized how much he looks like Tim Gunn.
Back at school...
Alex is a cool kid.
(Seriously though...)
Courtney's thrown off by all her adoring fans waiting for her at the exit.
That Friday... meaning we had yoga again. I'm really curious about what might've happened Wed. and Thurs. that I not take pictures...
Terri, who provides Ashley and I with a regular supply of hashbrowns.
I love her. One of the nicest and most sincere people I've ever met.
Poppy exemplifies teenage angst.
Isabel says, "Ugh! I wanted that job!"
Ashley's really energetic when she puts soy sauce on her noodles.
The next few pictures remind me of icons, especially the one in front of the cut.
Specifically though, they remind me of iheartu00's High School Musical icon.
The Boyz in Motion switched out Julien for Ian.
To be honest, they haven't sounded the same since.
The enveloping of Ashley.
This screams "How embarassing..." but in a good way.
Ian explains to Lauren the finer points of life as a boy band member.
If you look close enough we almost look like a promo for an 80's teen flick.
Not here though.
Pamela the Hippie subbed our class that day. It was her second time doing it.
Again, she taught us the electric slide. I swear it's the only thing she knows all the way.
Sasha thought it was silly.
Ashley's really in to it though.
I really like the mouth here.
This looks so strained...
"Arrrrrrrrr, ye mates!"
These sort of pictures always end up on the internet.
I think it's a safety.
Energy.
When the lights went out and the blacklight came on, I took pictures of Ashley "in da club."
Not really.
I really like it, personally. I think it's the colors.
I'm only posting this for closure to the yoga pics.
On some random day we were bored in free and went to visit April.
Actually, I think we went to the office with another purpose originally but can't remember.
I got us sucked into helping her change the pictures she puts up on that wall.
Those cookies were so good.
It was the same day as the International Week Assembly.
Our hosts... I didn't think much of them, personally.
First up was some spanish class singing and dancing.
iheartu00
Andrea trying to find an energy that's just not in most Crossroads kids.
Bree'Ann thought it was so sad.
"Heeeeeeeeeeeeey, it's Char-lie!"
(to the tune of the Franklin theme song)
Low-lifes.
Paparazzi.
French class.
Not sure how to classify this. I think it was Spanish though.
'Nuff said.
Yet another Spanish class.
And of course as the finale our hosts lip-synching to "La Tortura" by Shakira.
I'm sure they thought it was a special treat for the audience.
Needless to say, we were entertained.
Not quite sure what I was doing here, but there's Flor.
Shannon reminds me of the little sister from that Disney Channel Movie "Right on Track."
Puny white Jewish girl dare challenege big strong black woman.
Bernadette made a guest appearance during our French test.
She taught Danny the ole one-two.
I need new icons. The End.