"Let's tie your wenis together." This is what four 14-year-old's can come up with when we're bored. The weenis is the superfluous skin that's located on the elbow, not on the genitals you perverse barbarians. Thank you Aya for the temporary fulfillment. Today is one of those days when I have no topic in particular, but just want to entertain you.
Simon's been wearing sweaters for the past few days that have been less than masculine. One day, he walked in to Men's Choir with a bright yellow and orange striped sweater. Immediately after walking in, I yell at him, "Hey look, it's Freddy Kreuger's gay cousin." Then, our friend Max Beckman says, "Tell Waldo I said hi." We're good friends, I know. About 7 and a 1/2 minutes later, i asked him socks for my TOMS. TOMS are like the cooler equivalent of Crocs. I didn't wear socks with them though the first day that I had them, and my feet were becoming good friends with blisters on the side of my foot. I was begging Simon for his socks, but he refused.
I live in a small town that many people know as Anthem. I know it as a living Hell. Anthem has a lot of holiday spirit, but there's something that's been bothering me lately with the Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa season. All of the houses on the block have red lights in them. I feel like I'm in Amsterdam everytime I walk down the street after 5:00 PM. A little, odd if you ask me, but hey, I'm not one to judge. Actually, I kind of am, that's why you're reading this in the first place.
Another funny little story, today in Science class, while we were learning about some kind of slope and other things that I wasn't necessarily paying attention to. Suddenly, I hear the chorus of the B.o.B song Airplanes in the background. Could we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, I can really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now! Uh-oh. Immediately, I knew what was happening, my text-tone was going off in the middle of the classroom, and of course this was the one day that the principal decides to observe the class. The teacher, Ms. Davey asked who's phone it was. I slowly, and regretfully raised my hand, pulled out my phone, and turned it off. But I did see who sent the text. My dad. Thanks dad, best timing in the world my friend.
Thankfully, the day went by quickly after that. I got my phone, met up with Simon, Melissa, Aya, Daniela, and Lizz and we made our way to Simon's dad's office. We waited for a while, and we went to have band practice at our drummer Madison's house. We only got about 1/2 of what we wanted to done, but soon after, we went to first friday, the one thing that I've been waiting for all month!
We get there, start to walk around, and I see a few familiar faces (Aubreya, Willow, James, Hannah, etc.) and suddenly, I have an epiphany. I need to make a sign to advertise my blog. I made a big nice sign, and started walking down the street, advertising my blog to the first friday people. I actually met a lot of cool people from this school called Metro Arts, and they were all filmmakers and painters and dancers. We talked for a while, and I got some of their emails so we could hang out another time. We went and ate at Carly's too, Simon being too cheap to order us anything but water and some food for him. Just kidding, Simon is the reason that I eat lunch 2-3 times a week.
Overall, I'm so glad that this week is over, and can't wait for my birthday party on December 12th. I'm almost positive it's going to be awesome. Also, for any new readers that I met at first friday, if you've got a facebook, you can "Like" a fan page that I have on the blog, which leads to other stuff like my twitter, and facebook profile. For some reason that is angering me substantially at the moment, the link won't process. I'll post a link in the next post if you decide to continue reading, which I hope you do.
Thanks for reading.
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