Each one of us has a beloved pair of pants. Or, at least, you better. *narrows eyes* amen Else you’re wrong. (This is 97% a joke. If you prefer dresses or priestly robes or…wizardly robes? I don’t know. I can’t think of many non-pants options. The point is: we all love pants or something that covers our backsides.)
*sniffles* I agree. The worst thing is when you’ve formed this amazing bond with a certain bottom-coverage-item and then you can no longer wear them. Sometimes you love them so much that people try to convince you that they’re dead and that you shouldn’t wear them before they are fully dead and done. *sniffles more* And then sometimes, unfortunately, tragically, near unbearably, they die completely because a certain someone doesn’t completely listen to the rule of stop before they die completely.
Ahem, what I mean is: REST IN PEACE, ACG’S FAVORITE JEANS. REST IN PIECE. (That was a lame joke, even for me. I’m sorry. I’m so…so sorry.) *sniffles even more* Oh well. I have other jeans. They will dearly miss their older sister but I have them. It won’t be the same without this pair, but I’ll survive. Maybe.
They led a long and adventurous life. It will be okay. It will be okay. I’m not so sure, but you can say that. It might be okay, so you’re sort of right.
Wear something to cover yourself and drive safely. Otherwise you could get caught for two types of offenses.
*sniffles* *punches a wall and loses at ping pong again* 😥 D’: 😦 O.o X(
Hello and welcome. I am under the influence of not coughing my head off. I am sitting on the couch watching Bama get their helmets handed back to them on a platter. It’s not pretty. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on your view) I am not. I’m watching the Twilight saga (again the goodness of this depends up on your view). While I love the Twilight saga as a teenage girl should, football is a no brainer this time of year and it has been on the TV all day (sometimes with picture in picture on, too). It’s my life, and I love it. Even if the others in my family are kind of lunatics about it.
Technically, now my television is on Pitch Perfect. It has been a girls’ night in at my house essentially, though football has never been a priority in my family. I do understand it being a well-loved source of entertainment for many.
It’s always been my life. I practically used a football as a teething ring and potty trained with the games in the background. That’s only mildly disturbing at this moment.
Anyway, I am currently so drugged due to trying to kick this weird crud that came up on me out of nowhere, that I am no longer contributing useful words. Until next time, drive safely and
don’t do drugs, kids!
Keep your head in the clouds and your toes in the surf. 🙂 😀 🙂 😛 =-O :-* :’D
Warning: The Annazzz’s brains have been removed. Please discard all expectations from this moment forward.
Today both of us took the ACT, which is the South’s SAT essentially for everyone else in the world or at least the United States. Yeah, we’ve been pretty useless since.
I literally almost typed “in the nineties” instead of “United States” if you need proof of my brain-fried-ness. I said “no time” earlier instead of “any time” so that’s the proof I’ll share. I’ve just stayed quiet mostly tonight otherwise.
Needless to say, I’m not full of much advice tonight. But, you know… Study hard, cry a lot, and drive safely? Maybe? Or just the first two?
😀 🙂 😉 :’D :O 😛 …zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…
Hey, y’all! ACG here.
It’s time to learn things from us (especially because I’m an adult now *nods seriously*)! Yup, I’m still a child; my knowledge is mostly limited to how to grammatically use semicolons in a sentence (and misspell things). But I am mature and responsible and totally capable of ordering Chinese food on my own through a telephone! (Honestly, it was very impressive.)
In other words, it’s time for another Things You Should Know: Senior Year Edition.
- You will cry. A lot. Whether from homework, stress, or fear of your fleeting youth. *stares longingly into the distance*
- School gyms are hot. Especially with everyone yelling their hot air, but it’s school spirit so… Go Team!
- Food becomes your best friend. It just does. Sorry, ACG. -_-(Not really, you’re still better than food, but… It’s number…three, minimum. Awww, thanks.)
- Picnic tables for lunch are a good idea, but they are still VERY hot and air conditioning is a blessing.
- Take water with you everywhere. You’ll be thankful you did.
- Hope the water isn’t yellow when you get it at your school. (If running water is yellow it means it’s likely contaminated with something like rust, and that could end horribly if you drank it. Stay safe.)
- Invest in earplugs early on.
- Bolster and fortify your patience and paste on a smile, it looks better in pictures and gets you in less trouble later.
- You will stop paying attention to teachers who make you consider jumping off the roof after the first week. You might still want to jump off of the roof, though.
- Be careful who you sit between when relationships will be discussed as a part of the class. If it’s a not-quite-but-one-sided couple, be very cautious.
- There will be days you will wake up and no matter how far removed something is from your life now, you’ll still feel like you’re not able to take it.
- Whatever happens, stay calm and turn to the outspoken, hilarious, and simultaneously adorable girl in the class.
- If you have to cry in public, keep your whole face pointed at the ground. That way, your makeup won’t smear.
- If you’re thinking about joining a club, make sure you know how many people are going to be participating and if it’s going to be more hassle than it’s worth.
- Time is a weird concept. It both drags on and goes by in the blink of an eye. Don’t sweat the petty stuff and don’t pet the sweaty stuff. (I don’t know where that’s from, but my dad always says it. It’s sound advice.)
Time is weird and that was fifteen so I’m off the hook. 😛
That concludes the things we’ve learned since the first week of school. Well, mostly. There are many, many more things we could list. For instance: Physics is not a fun class when there are more than twenty of you. Or essay writing is annoying, even if you’re a writer.
Keep your letters in math class and your face in the glacier. 😀 🙂 😛 😉 :O :’D
That’s it for this week, drive safely as you learn new things.