Monday, September 26, 2011

I'm Usually Unusual :)

Let me just list the ten most exciting things that USUALLY happen in my UNUSUAL life :)

1. Mr. Staley (my Honors Anatomy teacher) happens to be the funniest man on this planet. Today, (and like most days) we got a little off subject. We spent 10 minutes as a class discussing our favorite TV shows. (I chose Monk and Psych) Anyways, we ended up focusing on the TV show House. (If you want an image of what my teacher looks like, he's almost an exact replica of the main character) Mr. Staley kept arguing with a girl about how the main character is always so mean and it doesn't fit his personality. "He has no heart." <--Direct quote from Staley. Then I raised my hand and asked Mr. Staley (with a very serious face) "Haven't you seen that episode where he cries for like half an hour in the closet?" He looks at me with a skeptical look. "No I don't believe I have." I shrug my shoulders and let out a giggle "Neither have I." :)

2. We learned about Noah's Ark today. My seminary teacher told us to draw what we thought the ship would look like. But before we did, he told us the ship was made out of gopherwood. I drew a bunch of gophers along the sides of the ship.

3. My usual (but unusual) school attire consists of basketball shorts and middle school t-shirt. Megs appreciated the boyness of it all.

4. My life is a circus. And I'm the Ring Leader. I forgot my work shoes at home today and my mom brought them to school (but they were in the office...and I kept checking attendance.) So Megs was kind enough to drive me home during lunch to pick up a pair. When we returned to the school, I realized I forgot my badge at home. And there was no way I was going to wear the badge of shame all day. So me and Cam were late to work.

5. In all my frustration, I managed to forget my BOB notebook with Taylor. She's gunna kill me. Especially since they contained our new football pictures. I explained to Cam as I climbed into the passenger seat that I had literally transformed into a dinosaur trampling on poor little cities. I kinda looked like this.
6. I run into walls and occasionally human beings a lot. To prevent these collisions I have designated life savors to help guide me through my office building. They're too kind.

7. Car rides with Megs are most unusual. She's actually quite merciless. Like for instance when we play freeze out. She rolls her window up after a few minutes but locks mine. I'm stuck with rain hitting my face and cold wind stinging my cheeks. Or today, I was eating my banana like a cute little five year old when all of a sudden, the sprinklers from the house next to us sprays me all over. Megs looks over and laughs. "That seems to happen to you a lot."  Welcome to my life. But usually you'll find us with the windows rolled down screaming some ridiculous song. Today it was "Are you gunna be my girl." We sang it like two drunken men with hearing dissabilities.

8. I'd rather take the long way home,"put a little gravel in my travel", then go home early or on time. Back roads are the best thing of my life. I was just discussing with Cam this afternoon that when my country songs play (possession I know) the only thing I can think about is driving a beat up truck in the middle of dirt road with hills on both sides of me, windows rolled down, hair blowin in my face, with my aviators on. Redneck status. But that's not unusual.

9. My backpack (or as Megs would say mockingly "Bappack") breaks 10 times a day. On average. Yah, I'm the girl you laugh at when all her stuff comes flying out, covering the floor completely. Since I carry my work clothes in my backpack (as well as my church shoes) it weighs roughly 50 pounds. I will without a doubt look like the hunchback when I grow up.

Remember that face...Because that will be me soon.

10. You'll usually find me singing to myself. Or even to the little animals that wait outside my window. Sometimes when there's a spider crawling across my garden (the one that grows inside my room) I tell them I'm sorry before I squish them into peices.

I ran out of silly things that happened this week. Darn. That's unusual.

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