I Look So Gothic Tonight AND I Am HOTT. That's right, with TWO Ts!
Bethany says, "Howdy!" and "Toodles!"
Yep, that's right! Bethany's here and we are a fun people! Hahaha... you can tell who has been out too late!
I watched The Grudge at Jake Van Gundy's house, which was a bad idea because I am bad at horror movies. It would be okay if I was watching it with a short guy. I mean, average height. It's really okay to be short, though. Really. I... I have alot of short friends. Bethany says (shaking her head sadly), "Some of us will never see 5'1"."
Bethany picked me up, and I ran out to the car because I was scared to be outside in the dark by myself, and in my hurry to get the car door open, I slipped on the ice and fell all the way down on the ground so that I was laying on my side and laughing and screaming, "Get me in the car!" So when I got in, she was sitting there all normal-like, not knowing I had just seen said scary movie, and she's just sitting there happy going, "Hi-i!" And I start yelling, "GO, GO, GO!" And she going, "What??" And I'm saying (really quickly, by the way), "We watched a scary movie and now I'm really scared and I don't want to be sitting here in a car in the dark that's not moving because IT'S GONNA GET ME!!!!!!!!" And she's going, "What? What? What?" And I'm still yelling, "GO, GO, GO! Just DRIVE, drive, drive, GO! I'll tell you in a SECOND!!!" -whew- So, I explained, and caught my breath, and we drove to Steak N Shake.
No Trev. *tear* We were a bit sad. The kid who always looks like he has a black eye was there, and this other ugly new girl that I've never seen before but Bethany knows, so let's hope he didn't move to Cinncinatti without telling us because he promised he wouldn't. Move without telling us, that is. Jee ("Gee, thanks!") was our waitress, and I had french fries. Bethany had the turkey club sandwich like she always does. "Because grilled cheese sounds good, but I couldn't have it. Not today," she says. "Because I'm on a diet because I'm fat." <--- She really did say that. But I don't think she meant it. Then, The Fake Trev had to check me out because I wanted to use the $.83 left on my gift card, and Kim didn't know how to work it. She says we don't want to work there (at Steak N Shake) because it will ruin our lives. Somehow I think Trev would agree with her.
Then, upon getting back into the car, I was too afraid to reach into the backseat to grab my seatbelt, and Bethany refused to move the car until I put my seatbelt on. Again, I was scared of sitting in a non-moving car in the dark, and she was laughing at me. I was trying to explain about the scary Japanese girl and why I didn't want to reach into the dark backseat or sit in a non-moving car, and I was getting really nervous and on-edge thinking about it, you know how you work yourself up, when she looks out her window and sees this scary-skull decal on the door of the car parked next to us. Now, it's right at eye-level with us sitting in her car. She SCREAMS. I see the skull, get scared because I was already scared, and when she screamed it made ME scream, cause you hafta remember I was already this close to screaming, anyway. And I had been threatening to get out of the car if she didn't start it moving RIGHT NOW, so that was just the last straw. So I'm screaming and laughing and leaping out of the car (Bethany says I wasn't laughing) and yelling, "THAT'S NOT FUNNY! THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" (These people walking in the restaurant gave me weird looks.) It took a couple of minutes for her to convince me to get back in the car, and when she still wouldn't go I really did try to get my seatbelt. But in trying to do it fast, I was tugging it so hard it made the little "car wreck lock" set in and I couldn't get it to un-roll no matter how many times I tried. "I can't get it!" I screeched. So Bethany was trying to get it for me, and she was holding it out, around the back of the seat, but all I could see was her skinny little detached hand illuminated red from the lights on her subs and it reminded me so much of the boogeygirl's hand from the movie that I kept squealing and couldn't take it from her.
Well, finally I got my seatbelt on and we pulled out. I tried to catch my breath (again) and whined about being afraid to sit in her car with the dark, empty (or is it?) backseat lurking behind me. Then we turned on Falling Up and I sang along hard and tried to forget about the boogeygirl.
I was pretty successful too, until we got home and I had to run up to the front door in the dark. Luckily it was unlocked. Whew. Then Bethany showed me some stuff on MySpace and told Mike The Seinfeld Guy she loved him and asked him to marry her. I cleared that up straight away. Then she got a kick out of watching my type this and talk to my internet dorks. Then she realized it was 2:30 am. She tried to leave; I realized that meant I'd have to sit alone in this house being freaked out by every little noise. I begged her to stay. I succeeded in making her stay and extra hour. She kept trying to sneak out the door. Finally I let her go, but only after I made her go 'round the house and turn on all the lights in each room and check in the hiding spaces. My room was thoroughly combed. Then she hugged me twice and prayed for me and left.
THEN I kept Mike The Seinfeld Guy up a succesful hour and 15 minutes later than when he first discovered he was tired and an even more succesful 45 minutes keeping him up after he wanted to go to bed. Somehow he didn't seem to mind. I am the witch, you know.
Well now it is 6:41 AM and I want to know WHY ISN'T IT GETTING LIGHT OUT YET?!?! Hopefully it will soon. I am tired of being scared. It's been three hours and 15 minutes, you know.
Well, I will close this huge long post out now. If you actually read this whole thing, I congratulate you. Maybe I will even send you a Hershey bar as a prize.
You know, sometimes ska can be fun.
Think happy thoughts! Think happy thoughts! Think happy thoughts!
Yep, that's right! Bethany's here and we are a fun people! Hahaha... you can tell who has been out too late!
I watched The Grudge at Jake Van Gundy's house, which was a bad idea because I am bad at horror movies. It would be okay if I was watching it with a short guy. I mean, average height. It's really okay to be short, though. Really. I... I have alot of short friends. Bethany says (shaking her head sadly), "Some of us will never see 5'1"."
Bethany picked me up, and I ran out to the car because I was scared to be outside in the dark by myself, and in my hurry to get the car door open, I slipped on the ice and fell all the way down on the ground so that I was laying on my side and laughing and screaming, "Get me in the car!" So when I got in, she was sitting there all normal-like, not knowing I had just seen said scary movie, and she's just sitting there happy going, "Hi-i!" And I start yelling, "GO, GO, GO!" And she going, "What??" And I'm saying (really quickly, by the way), "We watched a scary movie and now I'm really scared and I don't want to be sitting here in a car in the dark that's not moving because IT'S GONNA GET ME!!!!!!!!" And she's going, "What? What? What?" And I'm still yelling, "GO, GO, GO! Just DRIVE, drive, drive, GO! I'll tell you in a SECOND!!!" -whew- So, I explained, and caught my breath, and we drove to Steak N Shake.
No Trev. *tear* We were a bit sad. The kid who always looks like he has a black eye was there, and this other ugly new girl that I've never seen before but Bethany knows, so let's hope he didn't move to Cinncinatti without telling us because he promised he wouldn't. Move without telling us, that is. Jee ("Gee, thanks!") was our waitress, and I had french fries. Bethany had the turkey club sandwich like she always does. "Because grilled cheese sounds good, but I couldn't have it. Not today," she says. "Because I'm on a diet because I'm fat." <--- She really did say that. But I don't think she meant it. Then, The Fake Trev had to check me out because I wanted to use the $.83 left on my gift card, and Kim didn't know how to work it. She says we don't want to work there (at Steak N Shake) because it will ruin our lives. Somehow I think Trev would agree with her.
Then, upon getting back into the car, I was too afraid to reach into the backseat to grab my seatbelt, and Bethany refused to move the car until I put my seatbelt on. Again, I was scared of sitting in a non-moving car in the dark, and she was laughing at me. I was trying to explain about the scary Japanese girl and why I didn't want to reach into the dark backseat or sit in a non-moving car, and I was getting really nervous and on-edge thinking about it, you know how you work yourself up, when she looks out her window and sees this scary-skull decal on the door of the car parked next to us. Now, it's right at eye-level with us sitting in her car. She SCREAMS. I see the skull, get scared because I was already scared, and when she screamed it made ME scream, cause you hafta remember I was already this close to screaming, anyway. And I had been threatening to get out of the car if she didn't start it moving RIGHT NOW, so that was just the last straw. So I'm screaming and laughing and leaping out of the car (Bethany says I wasn't laughing) and yelling, "THAT'S NOT FUNNY! THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" (These people walking in the restaurant gave me weird looks.) It took a couple of minutes for her to convince me to get back in the car, and when she still wouldn't go I really did try to get my seatbelt. But in trying to do it fast, I was tugging it so hard it made the little "car wreck lock" set in and I couldn't get it to un-roll no matter how many times I tried. "I can't get it!" I screeched. So Bethany was trying to get it for me, and she was holding it out, around the back of the seat, but all I could see was her skinny little detached hand illuminated red from the lights on her subs and it reminded me so much of the boogeygirl's hand from the movie that I kept squealing and couldn't take it from her.
Well, finally I got my seatbelt on and we pulled out. I tried to catch my breath (again) and whined about being afraid to sit in her car with the dark, empty (or is it?) backseat lurking behind me. Then we turned on Falling Up and I sang along hard and tried to forget about the boogeygirl.
I was pretty successful too, until we got home and I had to run up to the front door in the dark. Luckily it was unlocked. Whew. Then Bethany showed me some stuff on MySpace and told Mike The Seinfeld Guy she loved him and asked him to marry her. I cleared that up straight away. Then she got a kick out of watching my type this and talk to my internet dorks. Then she realized it was 2:30 am. She tried to leave; I realized that meant I'd have to sit alone in this house being freaked out by every little noise. I begged her to stay. I succeeded in making her stay and extra hour. She kept trying to sneak out the door. Finally I let her go, but only after I made her go 'round the house and turn on all the lights in each room and check in the hiding spaces. My room was thoroughly combed. Then she hugged me twice and prayed for me and left.
THEN I kept Mike The Seinfeld Guy up a succesful hour and 15 minutes later than when he first discovered he was tired and an even more succesful 45 minutes keeping him up after he wanted to go to bed. Somehow he didn't seem to mind. I am the witch, you know.
Well now it is 6:41 AM and I want to know WHY ISN'T IT GETTING LIGHT OUT YET?!?! Hopefully it will soon. I am tired of being scared. It's been three hours and 15 minutes, you know.
Well, I will close this huge long post out now. If you actually read this whole thing, I congratulate you. Maybe I will even send you a Hershey bar as a prize.
You know, sometimes ska can be fun.
Think happy thoughts! Think happy thoughts! Think happy thoughts!
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