i tried to be perfect but nothing was worth it

Ok so the last week was like the best (funniest) week of my life...at school anyway. I worked just a tiny bit which makes me very happy...I got away with just two days the whole week!! The week was great basically because Lindsay's little boyfriend is by far the most interesting person and does some very hilarious things. Everything that happened the last week had something to do w/ him. Like the time when Rachel saw him coming in the hall and yelled "Oh my God, here he comes! RUN!!!" and he was right there and totally heard. All the times (like 500 probably) that he saw Linds coming and got this huge midget smile on his face. All of a sudden his locker is right down the hall from her's...this is pretty out there because most people would think he doesn't even HAVE a locker let alone go to it and use it but noooo there he was everyone morning taking off his ugly little jacket and hanging it up only to return after first period and put it back on. What a stalking loser. Awww how sweet...the time when he said hi to Lindsay in the hall and she said hi back...awwww!!! He must've found some mode of transportation...perhaps an ugly junker that is literally a piece of shit and sounds like one too...talking on his cell phone (the one that Lindsay memorized the number to already) making "business deals" with his red bloodshot eyes that looked at me when I like ran into him, ew. Breathing heavy in Stoner's (haha how ironicccccc) office with Rachel...hmmm what else is there. Oh, him like rolling down his window and yelling "HEY LINDSAY" to her in the parking lot so everyone could hear.

I'm so glad I have something to keep me amused at school in between gay classes. Yeah Stats is easy for now, Preschool is fuuuuuun with little kids, and Physics is just the gayest class ever with a teacher that looks like Lucky the fucking leprechaun from Lucky Charms. They're magically delicious!

So yeah...the week was crazy fun. Thursday night was supposed to be the gang going to Panera's. The gang being me, Linds, Chels-ho, and Zac but Lindsay couldn't make it so I risked going alone with those two. We had fun at the mall dressing Zac up in gothic clothes and laughing in Spencer's. I think the best part of the night was when I totally RAN A RED LIGHT. It seems to be an ongoing trend when we go up that way. Sorry I was too busy laughing at the stories about Zac's friend's bedrooms. And their pillows. HAHAHAHA.

Oh yesterday was fun friday with the Sir Valentine dealio. That was a special event. Not. It was kinda boring so we entertained ourselves. Lindsay made fun of the drinkers and Mel and I wondered why they always make the video at the Reamstown park. Oh and then something happened. Or maybe it didn't but I kinda think it did. Lindsay was saying that it would be funny if that little (well not really...) 10th grader with the long hair sat behind us. Well we were looking around and we didn't see him or anybody else interesting so we just watched the assembly. So then at the end I looked back and he was up on the raised part directly behind me but a few rows back. So I told Lindsay to look and she did and said that he was looked right at her, ahhhhhh. So we got up to leave and we're pushing past people to get out and I just glanced over in his direction (I couldn't help it!) and I swear that he did that head-nod thingy that boys always do. Now it could've been directed at someone else but I'm not sure. I'm gonna have to investigate further. Zac did say he was gonna tell him that I "liked" him but Chelsie would've told me if he did. Unless she doesn't know. Oh noooooo this could be bad. OMG...that was a scary moment in my fantabulous Friday. But kind of awesome and funny if it was directed at me.

So last night at work I died of boredom. I rented a movie at Blockbuster but I didn't watch it yet...probably will now. Today I got my little windshield wiper fixed and then went my cousin's house for a little family get-together. Tomorrow is my college scholarship lunch thinger. Should be boring...I can't wait! Ugh.

Oh today I also sent a text message for Lindsay to this creepy midget-faced kid with long greasy hair that drives a junker and yells things out windows while smoking cigarettes. I wasn't given an area code so I guessed and I think I might've guessed wrong because I haven't gotten a response back. And guessing from this kid's desperation at talking to Lindsay you would think as soon as he got an anonymous message from someone he would put two and two together and figure it out, but nooo. He's probably too stoned/drunk/hungover. Or maybe he's off somewhere learning the benefits of dating girls with bad dental hygiene.

Smooches, *Me*