if you took the time to notice me

Ok so last night I typed this whole thing perfectly and it was really funny and everything. Then I clicked post and it magically dissappeared...so I'm gonna try again.

This week was definitely the longest yet most fun-filled week ever at school. The schedule was all messed up but it was cool because I got to spend the first two hours of school doing nothing but talking to my friends and goofing around. That was definitely awesome. Oh, and now one of my little friends has a freaking staring problem. And this time it's not just me being paranoid because other people noticed too. I think it was on Monday, I was standing at Rachel's locker and the kid walks past us STARING and goes into his classroom. So about ten seconds later Bizarro (who I guess is friends with the kid) comes by and goes into the room. After about 3.54364 seconds they BOTH come to the doorway and the first kid nudges Bizarro in the arm while looking RIGHT at me and then they both scurry back into the room. WTF. So now I get seriously strange looks from both of them in the hallway. I don't even wanna know what they're saying...GOSH.

Oh, how could I forget to write about the website. Chelsie told me about it and I laughed so hard...not as hard as I laughed at the senior picture thing but almost as hard. We learned some things on the website about our friend Bizarro and it made for very interesting conversation the next day at lunch. Rachel just cracks me up...HAHA. Her and her bent little piece of foil and pickles and when she said "Hey guys, I know this kid who has a crooked..." when Bizarro was like two feet way...wow. Crazy crazy times. Too bad it wasn't who we thought it was, tear tear. It was funny while it lasted. I laughed/cried then too...just like I did at the senior picture. I think I'm comparing everything to that event now since it was probably the hardest I've ever laughed.

Ok...hmmm what else happened. Chelsie drew some freakishly accurate pictures of the three men/boys we know and love. They're just scary...like the clothing they're wearing is exactly right and the hair...they all have their own little style. But we can't tell Chelsie's boyfriend because he would break up with her for being the weirdo that she is. The picture is awesome though and I LOVEEEEEEE it. Especially the picture of the pink shirt wearing GANGSTER named T.S. Elliott, laugh laugh laugh laugh.

I am seriously losing sleep over those kids. The last couple nights I kept having scary dreams about them all...all the events of the week swirling around in my brain. I kept waking up periodically throughout the night every half an hour and that's pretty sad. They're like taking over my brain and I need help.

Well I know last night I wrote a whole shitload of other stuff in here that was funny but I can't remember if I forgot anything. So moving right along...

Today I paid for my little trip and found out that I'm done studying for gay FBLA forever, yay me. School was a little shorter than normal today and that made me happy. Me and Erin Buynak took Mel home and then went to pick up the munchkins and take them to day care. Then we decided to get some ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery which was just FABULOUS. It's officially our new favorite place to go...after Panera's that is. Then we went to the party store and laughed at stuff and then we drove around and found Blue Marsh and then we got lost and were in Lebanon somewhere.

Ooohhh funny stuff happened later though. I was taking Erin home and she remembered she had to get dropped off at the garage or something so I went by her house and we were at a stop sign near this parking lot where all these boys always hang out or whatever. So we pull up and stop and one of these ugly brothers (with a fro, hahahaha) goes "HEY" really loud to us or whatever. So we look over and we're just sitting there waiting to go when we notice my little boyfriend was among the ghetto gangster thugs playing some hacky sac. So we laugh, blah blah blah, on the way home I go by and they're all still there chilling like the homies chill in the ghetto of Denver. So I'm thinking I'll go by there on my way to work just to take a gander. I was really early for work so I didn't go the back road way, I just went down the main street. So I pull up to the stop sign at Main Street and across from me is the tenth grader's alley. So I'm waiting to turn left and up pulls the Jesus car (not to be confused with the Jesus van). So I try to look who it is and I can't see (damn sun). I turn and drive blah blah blah, and the Jesus car is right behind me. Heart attack/mental breakdown/cry. So I can't really see who's driving but when we stop at the light I sure got a good view because it was my friend!!!!!!!!!!!! Double heart attack. So I'm guessing the little young one got his permit and can drive (with mommy or daddy of course...in this case daddy). He drove reallllllly sloooooowwwwwly the whole way through town since it's like 25 mph there and I thought that was kinda cute. It was just bizarre seeing him driving that car with his ghetto backwards hat. It looked like his first time (like a virgin, whoooo) or something because his father-figure looked like he was teaching him the basics. I don't know...I can't remember much since I was stunned and trying not to burst into hysterical laughter. Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. That is just too cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeee and I can't even believe it happened. Too bad he doesn't know who I am, cry cry cry. I wanna drive with him!!!!!!!!!

That's really long and I'm already laughing at the people who read the whole thing expecting something more...or even something remotely exciting. Ok, so I officially love Denver now. Tomorrow is looking like the bank, me getting my hairs cut off, some student day at Alvernia (maybe I'll see Pizza Hut there...that's all I really care about right now, haha), and then a whole lot of nothing. Maybe preparing for my trip or something. I really really really wanna go to Wally World to see the freaks that come out at night tomorrow night so Lindsay better go with me or I'll die.

My hands smell like bleach from Suckway. Nasty.

Smooches, *Me*

In a final closing I'll quote Jen from the other night (since it is such a fitting quote for our little boyfriends)...PEACE, LOVE, AND HAIR GREASE whiggers.

P.S. The quote of the (yester)day BY FAR is as follows: "Pink?? I love pink!!! Pink is my favorite color. I'm even wearing a pink shirt today, because I LOVE PINK!!! Gangsters wear pink..." I love you, Rachel...you make my day.

P.P.S. I just went to check the lyrics for the part of the song I put up there as the little title thinger and it made me laugh really hard because the actual lyrics are "I'll photocopy all the things that we could be if you took the time to notice me." How ironic...I love photocopies...especially the ones that Chelso Ho signs with red hot spicy cinnamon pens. Yessssssssssssssss.