I'm sitting here with sassy ass Giselle in Independent Religion. She's being totally rude and inconsiderate. I told her I'm blogging about her, a high honor in the Ficus community. "I don't care," she said. How dare she. I'm dressed as Ms. Tymon today because it's "Halloween." She's little red ridding hood. I wish she was me...We took a picture together and photos will appear shortly. George doesn't like to dress up, so he is just wearing a flower hat. I'm doing homework all this weekend because of the play. It better be a good show because we've put too much damn work into it for it to suck. I'm pissed off, tired, have rashes on my arms and legs, hungry and gorgeous. Nice to meet you. -Georgia.
So today I came clean. I just had to let Mandela know.. They questioned, I responded. "I hate everyone." Maybe they thought I was joking but really, we all know it's true. There are only two people I love; My dearest Fitchy, and Georgia.
I'm at school. I'm blogging. Jealous??!?!!!!?? I'm sitting by Alessia and Tira, the perfect combination. I get to go to the doctor today during 5th period, which means I'll be missing modern dance. I love modern dance. Sacsha's here too. Emily didn't give Andrea and I a ride this morning, but she honked at us, like that's supposed to be comforting. THANKS, EMILY! WE LOVED BEING IN YOUR CAR, OUT OF THE RAIN!!!! -Georgia.
Today was a fine rainy day. Nothing really happened and in my book, that's a fanfuckintastic day. I haven't gone to see Rambo in a while and I miss him dearly. Apparently, he isn't being a naughty pony. He plays nice, sometimes. Over 75% of my outfit is from either Salvation army or sierra madre thrift. Huzzah. Phyllis is very irritating, mostly because I could probably cultivate snails faster than she can simply write down "y= 3x-24". I get to waste an hour and a half sitting, staring, and hoping she cracks a joke. She does have amazing arm flab and hips however and never ceases to amaze me. Her hair never seems to move. Her shoe tan is priceless. She has a certain swag that no human could ever replicate. In other words, I think I might... appreciate her.
Yes, you heard it here first, bloggers. The Ficusssssss' had their first sleepover. The event happened at junior retreat. Mr. Ficus slept like an adorable little baby. As for myelf, I slept like a broken record...not at all. I snuck a snooze or two in, but i was mostly in pain over my head and future children.
The retreat itself was very nice. The fighters didn't fight, the lovers loved, and the Ficus' ate food. I made friendships with wonderful young women in our class and I am thrilled to continue our relationship into the next two years.
I'm rather positive about the future in general. I needed a break from school.
What to say about it? We laughed, we cried, we farted. We ate a shit load of food and the taco truck was outstanding. Now we aren't just the class of 2012. We are sisters. I am confident that we are truly united as a class, and as a sisterhood.
Tomorrow we take the PSAT, get our Bling, and go home. The next day, we have retreat. Sounds more like capital punishment to this office plant.
G View Ficus and I have a brilliant idea. We just have to wait it out for a while.My Humps popped up on shuffle. I am deeply saddened for my lack of "humps". What eva. What I lack in "lady lumps" I more than make up for in personality. *pun*
It's John Lennon's birthday. I'm being him for halloween. Photos to come soon.
My mom and I went to Porto's yesterday. Long story short, we got someones else's order IN ADDITION to ours. Needless to say, we partied pretty hard last night. We went to a haunted hayride in Griffith Park. I wasn't scared, but the lady was terrified.
The other day, I happened to be walking down the hallway. I heard an angelic voice coming from my right. She exclaimed " All I want to do is help people but no! I can't do that because I have a Dentist appointment!" It made me giggle with joy. It was as if I had just consumed a radioactive hampster. That's how happy it made me. I felt a warm, fuzzy feeling that I haven't felt before.