Thursday, December 4, 2008

The difference between hos and bitches

Learning the difference was probably the highlight of my day. Just sayin'. Actually, the whole newspaper meeting was the highlight. Yayyy!

Chem was stupid. Damn pop quiz thing. Gahhhh.

We started watching North By Northwest in civ because half the class is in the holiday show.

We had a crazy uptight sub in Spanish. She started asking me about my name and said she knew f a guy named Keegan. I was like, "Yeahhh... That happens." She was all wondering if it was a family name and crap. I felt super awkward, but I didn't have a way of excaping the conversation. She also freaked out whenever someone tried to have a group of three. Honestly? Hoffman would not have cared, as long as we weren't being too loud. And Hoffman gives us two extra minutes after the bell rings. You could tell the sub didn't really believe us when we told her. She also didn't believe Lydia when she said Hoffman told us to spend our time as best as we could or whatever, whether that meant doing other homework or just doing Spanish. She really did tell us something like that. The sub just didn't believe us. "Nice try," she told Lydia.

Orch was fine. We randomly had all these district people come in at the beginning and listen to us play the beginning of the Vivaldi. It was... awkward.

And then newspaper. Oh goodness. Erik was talking abouth ow for the yearbook picture or whatever, we should all be emo. So we started discussing how emo we would be. When I mentioned guyliner, black nail polish, and girl jeans, he decided that was going a bit too far. It was lulzy, nonetheless. And then Phil and Gwen overheard and the conversation got... weirder. Lol. Phil was saying Gwen should be a pilgrim, Erik the emo, and I think he said he'd be a sorcerer? Heh. I dunno. It was weird. And then there was a conversation about being Amish? Oh jezz...

And then near the end was the conversation with Gwen, Trisha and Erik about hos and bitches. It started off about music and how rap isn't music. ("It's just angry poetry," I think we decided) Then it went to "What the difference between hos and bitches?" And then there was talk of shawties and what tall people/fat people/other people would be called. And so Erik was all, "There should be a zoo that sparates all the different types of people." Basically, the shawties and the fatties would be kept away from each other because the fatties just eat everything. And the hos and the bitches would be kept separate, too. "You can tell them apart because the bitches have longer tails than the hos." Lol. When Erik was explaining that, EVERYONE in the room heard. Even Robinson, because I saw him looking at us kinda like, "Lolwut?" Granted, there weren't a lot of us there, but still. I just started laughing so hard... And I was reminded of "I can only throw biscuits so far."

Why is it the funniest parts of my day involved talking with Erik in newspaper? Not that there's anything wrong with that, but still. As I read it sounds kinda... Kinda like I'm talking about him a lot. I think I'm just analyzing my thoughts too much. Blarrr. It's annoying when I do.

WHUTEVAR. KBAIII. I GOTTA GO SHAWUR NAO.
Keegan <333

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