Friday, March 27, 2009

A Pack of Naruto Trading Cards: $3.18. A Poster About Shit: $8.48. Leaving Waldens with an unpaidfor book and a beeping scanner: Priceless!

Don't you hate it when your sub for your foreign language class actually speaks the language? Well, I do. It was Friday and our teacher Ms Rivas told us we'd be having a sub that day.

That morning after the bell, I go to the classroom and wait for the other 8 kids to show up for our Spanish 5 class. But the final bell rung and the sub didn't show up. So there we were, 8 kids standing in the hallway with nowhere to go. We're just standing there when KTK suggests that we go to the lab instead of waiting around for the sub to show.

So we migrate down to C4. McDougall was doing something on the computer and we attempt to log-on when the computer lab lady comes in and tells us that Rivas wasn't signed up for today in the lab.

Obviously we knew that, but it didn't really matter because we wanted to ''work on our PowerPoint's''. The lady told us we could stay as long as we put a sign on the door and informed Ms Gonzalez of our absent sub.

Naturally, I volunteer to trek all the way down C-Hall to the foreign language office. But along the way I see Ms Gonzalez and she tells me that our sub was on the way down to the classroom with Mr Williams, the assistant principal.

Needless to say, I backtracked and herded the sub to C4 where everybody else was already logged on and 'working'. Once she got settled she passed around attendance and proceeded to ask me questions about the class and our assignment. In Spanish!

Now I understand Spanish and I could understand what she was saying, but with my five year vocab, couldn't convey the right answers back to her in kind. So, I spoke in English instead.

For the rest of the period she kept on harping on about speaking in Spanish and blah blah blah. Jorge and I were continually trying to outdo each other with animations on our PowerPoint's. And then the bell rang.

Next, I had to go to J-Hall for the Accuplacer. I needed it for CI. Now the Reading and English portions of the test were manageable but once i saw the math I was like, "duhhhh". I could barely make heads or tails of it so I clicked whichever choice jumped out at me and finished relatively soon. I went to third period as it was ending and just read my book.

4th period was pretty tame. Fleming was trying to grade our quizzes from the Stone Age while answering questions of the Unit 5 review. It was funny how we got him to answer practically every question on the damn thing. But pretty soon I just cracked open my book and finished it. Then I talked with Joe for the remainder of the period.

At lunch I finally signed up for the SATs. It was a long and grueling process that involved blood and sweat and probably tears to. Mine most of all.

After lunch classes were a blur of Duncan's ever increasing notes and Peppers horrible practice DBQs for the AP test. And finally it was 7th. I decided that I was going to do my work as fast as possible and then hop onto the computer as normal but Meddaugh was at the front desk instead of Lapin so that was out the window. I shelved the books and movies and even got a chance to check things back in. And then it happened. The fatal words erupted from my mouth. "Do you need me to do anything else?"

She had me counting note cards so fast my head spun around 720 degrees although, sadly, there was an absence of projectile vomiting. I was creating packets of cards for the dreaded research project kids who kept whoring themselves out for them.

Always asking for more and more. Damn Crack Addicts!

At 2:00 I decided enough was enough and pretended I was finished. I was putting them away when Miya Gray decided to drop in again. Stalker!! She was skipping out on Child Development again and wanted me to walk her back to class. Although she denies it every time.

I had told her I was going to the mall after school for a poster and asked her to come along but she had to contact her mother first.

Finally, after being flayed alive Ms Murphy's evil glare and scared out of my wits by two seniors whose names i can't pronounce without the aid of copious amounts of alcohol the day ended and Miya had a chance to call her mom.

After telling her that we planned to make out and then 'find a quiet corner' she got permission to go and we crossed the street for the bus.

By the time it finally got there Miya Gray had reduced me to tears and gaps of pain with her cruel and highly unusual technique. The bus was filled to capacity once every kid at the stop managed to shove, claw, and bite their way onto it.

When we reached the transit we saw a really really old guy try to get into the back. He was moving so slow it was liking watching a turtle. So we were surprised when we discovered that he didn't get caught.

We spent a while looking at all the posters of Shit, Porn Stars, and Beer Games when I saw a pack of naruto cards. I immediately thought of my younger brother. I raged wildly until I decided to buy them for him all the while Miya told me to just get the damn poster. In retrospect, I should have listened to her, but I didn't.

I bought them and then we stopped in Hot Topic for a look. But Hot Topic is unreasonably priced and thankfully we left fairly quickly. We then headed over to Waldens to look at some books. I showed her this one book they had on different Sex Positions. There was this one that looked like the guy was using the girl as a toilet. Frankly, It looked disgusting. Once we realized we were hungry, we tried to leave for the food court.

I was totally freaked out when I realized i had carried one of the books I was looking at out of the store and the scanner had gone off. Miya was just shaking her head at me as I went to put it back. Honestly, I didn't even realize I still had it with me whee I tried to leave.

We moved onto McDonald's where we ordered fries and drinks and a burger for Miya. We sat down at a two seated table which I noticed, but hey, who care right. Miya Gray's food disappeared in seconds while mine took a leisurely stroll down my pipes. Once I had had all of the 'hurry up' stares I could take we got up and headed to the transit for our buses.

As soon as we got close I realized mine was about to leave me and we said our hasty goodbyes. Too bad we didn't get a chance to..., but alls well that ends well.

Lloydisms of the Day:
  • Always buy what you intended to buy at FYE. Never change your mind cause you'll end up buying the wrong thing for yourself and for your brother.
  • If you're going to steal from Waldenbooks then it's best to do it on purpose then accidentally cause when you get caught you'll know to run away real fast.
  • Never come between a girl and her MickeyDs. You;ll get part of your hand bitten off if you even try it.
  • What happens in the dressing room at Macy's stays in the dressing room at Macy's.

Peace

Saturday, March 21, 2009

It's a Bird, It's a Plane; No, It's a Twilight Fangirl!

I know it's been a while since I've posted and all I have to say to that is; DWI!!! Read my latest stint in Hell and scream in horror! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!


It was Friday at lunch time. It was a normal lunch, like any other. There was laughter, crude jokes, and frequent 'shushing'. And then it happened. The world ended and nobody noticed. Twilight the DVD was being released at midnight and already Miya, Monica, and Stephanie were making plans to go and buy it.

Obviously I laughed at them. "Why are you going to wait up until midnight in order to buy the DVD when there are much more 'cost effective' way to see it. Miya knew what I was talking about but it didn't really matter. They were going, however illogical and stupid it was. So I decided that I'd go to, having nothing else to do at midnight except sleep.

After school I found out that I'd have to pay $26 if I wanted to get into the mall after hours to wait in line for them. Yea, right. Like I'm going to pay $26 to wait for a movie I've already seen like three times.

So I told Miya good luck with her purchase and we hung up.

Fast forward to 11:09. I'm on the computer when I decide to call her and see what's happening with the fangirls. I hear screaming through the phone and what sounded like an enormous battle. But Miya inevitably hung up on me and I stared at the phone, annoyed that she had done it again (it was the 5th time).

So imagine my surprise when I get a call back and it's Monica calling to tell me to come and wait with them, there weren't any guards watching the doors.

I called a cab and we were on our way.

I didn't get there until about 11:45 but they were fairly back in line so it was a good wait. While I was there, I met Monica's much cooler 14 year old cousin. We passed the time having really really hot ***... conversation.

There were girls decked out in tribal tattoos and war paint, Black cloth and eyeliner, Mother's with their hyper active infants, and the rare man looking woman.

I grabbed handfuls and pocketfuls of candy to bring home and had to speak softly so Monica's little sister couldn't hear all of the ***** jokes I was panting into Miya's ear.

She was pretty annoyed with me because of my frequent reminders of h0w 'smart' they were to purchase a $26 DVD of a Brit, a B****, and a Boy.

But finally they all bought their copies of Twilight. I was posted at the door, screaming their names and pointing at them as they came out; totally embarrassing.

There was crying, and laughing, and a gout of hellfire as one girl was dragged down into hell. Probably sold her soul for the chance to jump to the front of the line.

We all proceeded to the exit and headed home; Miay, Monica, and her cousin/sister piled into their clown car and Stephanie vanished into thin air; maybe Edward took her.

I called a cab, then decided not to wait and caught one at the transit.

Hooray for dodging traffic.

Lloydisms of the Day:

  • Attempting to yell over a mass of screaming Twilight famgirls is like trying to raise the dead; impossible so don't even bother trying.
  • When you wake your father up at 11:15 in order to tell him you're leaving and won't be back until after 12 am, always have a good excuse and a bottle of chloroform.
  • Watching fangirls fall into convulsions on a Mall floor in the middle of a release is almost a fun as watching her get dragged along as the line moves up.
  • When you hear that Edward crowed surfed on a bunch of fangirls and you aren't surprised you know you've gotten jaded.

Au Revoir