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Tired - Listening to: Buttons - Pussycat Dolls
- Reading: Blizzard's Wake - Prycilla Reynolds Naylor
- Playing: Furry Paws! 8D
Aight, Spazzy threatened to kill me if I didn't update this soon, so *takes deep breath* here I go.
- First of all, not long ago, one of my friends got a spray on tan. It was so. freaking. dark! She had an Elizabeth Swann tan, is what me and Spazzy said. xD
- What happened next, is probably the most long, interesting, and extremely cracktastic thing I haff EVER heard (as well as been apart of >> ).
(Most of this may seem irrelevant to the rest of the story, but, trust me, it all ties in eventually >> )
First things first. (And Spazzy, I hope you don't kill meh for saying this ). Spazzy had a dream. All I remember, is that we were in math class, our teacher got tired of it all, and told us to go outside. Suddenly, we were at a pool. Then, our Language Arts teacher comes out, wasted, and in a hot pink bakini. (She had a martini glass in her hand. xDDD)
Now, in math class not too long ago, some words were said that *ahem* weren't too good. Ask Spazzy, she knows. Of course, one of my OTHER friends (we'll call her Renee (because I feel like it, and am too uncreative to think up another name)) was the target of this comment. xD So, naturally, Spazzy comes up with a hilarious, yet VERY embarassing 'story' I guess. Lufalade. xD Now, I won't go into details about this, but let me just say - it includes Renee, another random kid in my class, the teacher, and the number three. >> Get it? I hope so. xD
Now, this story is about two weeks old now. But no, I get pulled into the mix next. >> I was talking to Renee on MSN and we were joking about she was having an affair with our math teacher. We were joking around with it, then she pretends to get all protective and tells me to go back 'to the wasted one in the hot pink bakini'. So suddenly, not only is this story increadiably *ahem* messed up already, but now I'm 'in an affair' with my Language teacher. >> Who is also female. (Which I still bring up to Renee as being twice as bad as her 'affair', seeing as our math teacher is a guy. xD)
Aight still following? I hope so, because now I have another person to throw into the mix - Maria (Who is NOT really named Maria >> ).
Me, Renee, and Maria were in Social Studies looking at our teacher's old 70's yearbooks (because he was still working there then). All the sudden, Maria points and laughs at the picture of our current principal in the yearbook. "OMG, that's her?!" She says. "She looks so different." Then Renee claims that Maria only noticed that because she lurves her. "Oh, you know it!" Maria laughed. (But, I do admit, Maria's 'affair' is presumably worse than mine. Not only is it another female-female relationship, but our principal is old. xDDD)
So now, I move on to some of a code word of ours.
The pudding joke started out when my Language teacher came into class on day, and started talking about the lunch her and the other teahcers had (xDDD). She said that our math teacher had three cups of pudding. Really, it seems like the most random connection from pudding to martini's EVER. But keep in mind, the dream ties in. Remember, in the dream it was our Language teacher who was wasted on martinis. And she was having memory lapses in class that day. (It's the pudding I tell jou! D< )
Now, now, we can't forget dear old Spazzy, can we? We just randomly placed her with our Social Studies teacher. xDDD Trust me, she hates me for that. xDDD
But we placed my dear friend *coughElizabethSwanntancough* with our Vice Principal. o.o; We said he would probably eat her. xDD (don't ask)
Now, I'm sure you're all very scared and disturbed, but I am NOT insane. I swear. But having crack in our lives is very good. 8D
And *shoosh!* you can't tell anyone anything of what you just read above. O: Because if any of the teachers in our school found out about ANY of that, we would all, seriously, be sent to cousiling. xD I swear. It would not be very fun. xD So now every time I see any of those teachers (which is pretty much every day, of every week, of my life), and am slightly disturbed, filled with laughter, and scared at the same time.
- Moving on! 8D
I just got back from a Friday-Sunday church retreat. 8D But gosh! Am I tired as ever. It was about an hour drive from where I live. We went camping. 8D Except our church van seriously scares me. Right once we got up the hill to where all of our cabins were (after our hour drive there), the brake line goes out. Then, on the way back, we stopped to go mini golfing. Afterwards, we all piled back in, ready to go. Then, they couldn't get the bus to start. D< So they tried to jump it with our church VAN. Didn't work. So. We all evacuated the bus, and piled into the VAN. Here's where it gets good. Since they weren't expecting to have to use the van, all the adults had taken ALL the back seats out so they had room for all the food, firewood, utensils, ect. that we were taking. So. All 20-or-so of us teens had to sit on plastic containers of food, sit on the floor, and on top of people. We had no seats, no seat belts, and we were crammed in there like, 'a regular Mexican family' (as someone in our group stated).
Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself.
The first night we were there, we played a game in the dark. It's called 'This Present Darkness' or 'Angels and Demons'. I don't know how many of you have heard or played it, but I'm not going to explain it. Just know, it includes markers, running, questions, and being in the dark.
That night, I shared the top bunk AND a sleeping bag with a friend. It was cozy. 8D (And no, Spazzy, it wasn't Miss Elizabeth Tan. But she slept in the top bunk next to me. xD)
Lemme see. The next morning, we played another game. This game was supposedly to experiment with trust. They called it 'The Egg Drop', with good reason. One person lies on the ground and holds a cup on their forehead. The other person stands above them, cracks the egg, and is supposed to get the egg white and yolk in the cup. So. I go first. I, successfully, get my egg in my partner's cup. But this little girl, I seriously didn't trust, and probably never will again. I lay on the ground, cup in hand. At first I was nervous, but this little girl got the egg in. I was still lying there, waiting for someone else to go, but no. I hear (mostly miss lizzytan) people talking about her using another egg. I was NOT about to sit there and let her miss that time and get the egg in my eyes, nose and mouth! So, at the last minute, I sit up. The egg goes right on the top of my head! And I had JUST taken a shower. LKAJFOIAJD!@!Eef;doij I was SO mad. Miss Lizzytan took me to the bathroom and washed my hair in the sink though. O: Icky, dirty camp bathroom sinks. YUCK! I am STILL cringing because of that. That little girl probably scared me for life. D;
Hmm...that was pretty much the highlight of that trip.
Later that night, when it was getting dark again, we played another game. It was called 'The Holy Man'. We had to go find the holy man who had a large lit candle. We each carried little candles (and we were in the woods O: ). The point was to go find the holy man, have him light our candles, and bring it back to the bon fire our group had going. So, a whole bunch of us went to find him. We had our candles lit, and we were heading back, and we got water gun squirted by the adults. We did this SEVEN times before we eventually gave up. My candle was getting so short it was burning me! D<
Other than later that night (probably at around 10 something) I went to go take a shower. And not too much later, when I'm ready to get out, my towel is missing. Thank GOD someone else was down there with me and let me borrow theirs!
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So, I'm tired of typing. D; I shall update more later! 8D Peace!
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