"I AM A NICE GIRL!"

You know, everything sounds funnier in a foreign language. Me and Sarah experimented with this. We came to the following conclusions:

1. If you say anything in French (even something like, "fuck off, you dirty whore") it still sounds pretty.
2. If you say anything in Spanish with accent on the proper words, it sounds like you're a terrorist and the sound of your voice can frighten all those in earshot. (For example, "Where is the ESCALATOR?!" See?)
3. If you say anything in Russian, you sound like either a crazed gymnast or a crzed chess player. ("Do you have any THREES?" Well, it's not chess, but anyway.)
4. If you say anything in Latin...well, that's what Brooke started to say, until I cut her off and said that Latin was not a spoken language. Heh.

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We had our first Mock Trial meeting yesterday after school. It started at 2:30 and was supposed to end at 4:30.

But did it end at 4:30?

NOOOOO.

It ended at 3:00. All we did was affirm the fact that this was indeed mock trial so you'd better shape up bucko, 'cause we practice over the holidays. Then it was over.

Me and Sarah (we always get into trouble these days) decided that we would cross the street (a busy highway) to go to Dominoes to get some cheesy bread. Yaaaaay cheesy bread!

So we blindly ran across the road because the sun was in our eyes. Not smart.

So when we did get to Dominoes and ordered our cheesy bread, we sat on the floor playing poker until it came, and when it did get made, we just sat on the floor eating cheesy bread AND playing poker.

Until they kicked us out.

They said it wasn't a "dine-in" and that we weren't allowed to eat there.

HELLO?! WE ARE STUDENTS AT BEN FRANKLIN HIGH, YOU KNOW, THE PEOPLE WHO GENERATE ALL YOUR BUSINESS. DO YOU NOT GRASP THE CONCEPT OF RESTAURANT?? YOU ASSOCIATE IT GENERALLY WITH EATING!! SO LEAVE US TO OUR DEVICES AND LET US GAMBLE OUR LIVES AWAY ON YOUR FLOOR! THANK YOU!

Ggrrr.

So we had to cross the street AGAIN, almost managing to get hit by cars four more times.

No, I didn't tell my mother about it.

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I'm at my mom's office, and Hannah is supposed to be arriving any minute. She's coming over tonight, and we're going to go see "Die Another Day." It's beside the point that the whole purpose of James Bond movies is to see how many girls he can fuck in one movie. I liked the old ones, before it was about seeing how many things we can blow up and how much money we can spend.

Corporate America, kiss my ass.

© alexa

The counter keeps breaking and pissing me off, so NO MORE COUNTER! Mwahaha!