If the sun don't come, you get a tan from
Standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob.
Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?..."
-The Beatles, "I am the Walrus"
Dudee, I love that song muchly. I think I shall sing it with Esme when I get out of here. I have lots and lots to talk about, but first:
Shawn, I cannot believe that you actually used the phrase "Edwardgasm cookies" in your most recent comment. I know you like cookies and that is their proper name, but still. Its just kind of creepy for a dude to be talking about eating something that is the cookie equivalent of an Edwardgasm. That's just not cool, man. Aaaaaaaand the reason that I didn't buy you cookies is because you admitted like thirty minutes earlier that you were a cookie prostitute. That's right, Shawn. You said you only read my blog so I'll bring you cookies, and that makes you a cookie prostitute. Well no more, buddy, no more. You are officially CUT OFF!!
I am in a beautiful mood today. Its all sunshiney outside and nothing terrible has happened so far today. On the contrary, some pretty cool stuff has happened today.
Got cookies. Chocolate chip. They weren't all gooey and right out of the oven, but they were still good. I prefer them to the gooey ones because when they're gooey the chocolate gets under my nails. Suggested electrocuting Krebs to Caius, and he agrees that it should be done. I'll have to do it myself, though, 'cause Caius would probably be fired for electrocuting a student. No homework. SCOREEEEEEE!!!!!
Got cookies. Chocolate chip. Super gooey and chocolaty, but it was cool because I was pretty much done working with the film by then. I am like a dark room master. Haha. Not really, but I know how to adjust the camera and lens, cut the film, take the picture with the superhuge camera and expose the film, develop it, and make it into a pretty negative to make stuff out of. Haha. Its awesomeness on a stick. Jeff says he wants to take a picture of his butt with the gigantic camera thingy, but that would like soooo totally not work. Haha. I'd kind of like to see him try, though..
My teacher is afraid to say the word "breast". Haha. We were talking about the pregnant man, and she's like "Well the only difference is she doesn't have" *assumes really quiet voice* "breasts." lol. The other day was even better, though. We were talking about the same story, and a couple asked exactly which chick parts he/she kept. That, of course, led to an anatomical conversation of epic proportions. lol. She was trying to explain, she wouldn't say the -er- 'scientific' terms, so she would stop and Joe would just be like "*insert 'scientific' term here*". lol. And then she was going on and on about how she didn't want to hear any vulgar slang in our journal entries about the article, so, of course, Joe basically yells, "What, like cock?" Everyone was cracking up and stupid teacher chick was just like "OMG, I can't believe you." The best part, though, was that Dr. Davis, the principal, was walking by right when Joe said it. Hahahahahahahah.
Boringness on a stick. We're in the computer lab again, but I didn't even bother pretending to do my work. We're supposed to plan a wedding with a budget of $12,000. And I'm thinking, crap, it'll take at least ten grand to hire someone to kidnap the groom -Kellan Lutz- for me. I guess its a backyard wedding for me. Haha. Before I started writing this I totally hijacked Kayla's blog. Well, not hijacked, exactly, more like posted something relatively useless and stupid on her blog without telling her first. I think I'll tell her after school. Or never. Whatev.
Yesterday in here we went to the library to listen to some chick that works at the school and as a wedding planner talk to us. Boring much? I decided that weddings are way too expensive and I'm going to get married to Kellan in Vegas. We're gonna have a nice little ceremony with just our closest relatives and a Star Wars theme. We're going to be married by Darth Vader. There are gonna be like 12 boys in the wedding party -all dressed up like Storm Troopers- because Kellan has 5 brothers and I have three. He only has one sister, so I guess I'll have to invite Alice, Esme, Bella, and all my other friends along to even it out. The bridesmaids are gonna be Wookies, though, so the groomsmen and/or the groom won't get any bright ideas about my supergorgeous friends. Nikki Reed can't come, though. I hear they have amazing chemistry and I just can't risk it. (lol, sorry, Nikki.) Haha. R2D2 is going to be the flower girl, and C3PO the ring bearer. I am going to make my parents dress up like Han Solo and Princess Leia. And Kellan's parents can be Jabba the Hut and Mrs. Jabba the Hut. Haha. Just kidding, I'm sure they're lovely people. Kellan's gonna be a supersexy undiscovered Jedi dude, and I'm going to be a princess whose planet isn't plagued by war and all that stuff. To be perfectly honest, I've only seen like half of the movies, so I'm kind of pulling all of this out of my ass. Haha. Its gonna be great, though. And after the ceremony, we're gonna blow the remaining $11,5000 on a really pimped out Jeep. ^_^
Oh yeah, so I'm having a tea party for my birthday. We totally trashed the at-home birthday party idea, because I wanted to wear a pretty dress and be seen in a pretty dress. Haha. I'm going to get my pretty dress this weekend. I already have my tiara, though. Its gorgeous to the max. I'm gonna curl my hair and be all glamorized and stuff. I absolutely can't wait. We found this cute little tea shop downtown-ish and its going to be sooooooo much fun. But I am kind of scared that some old lady is going to hit us with her purse or something if we interrupt her tea time. lol. I'm making everyone wear dresses -even Ben and Eric- lol. I absolutely can't wait.
Only nine days left until my birthday! The party is going to be the week after, so Bella and Alice are going to spend the night the night before my birthday and then we're going to go to IHOP in our PJ's the next morning. And, of course, I will be wearing my tiara. I love my tiara. I wish my birthday was on a school day so I could wear it to school. Blarg. lol. I wish Esme could spend the night, too, but she has to go see the Pope. He's coming to New York and he's going to hold mass there on my birthday. How cool is that? I'm kind of hoping that Esme can get him to give me a little shout out or something, 'cause, like, this absolutely has to be televised. Haha. I'm just being silly now. Isn't it glorious? (<--Great song!!)
Mmkay, we only have a few minutes left, so I am going to bid you my supercool adeiu and talk to you later. Peace, loves.