Apr 27, 2009

I feel like you should be my bestest pal and it's freaking me out, quite frankly.
I get the new-friend butterflies from our conversations. Know the feeling? It's crazy-cool.
I kind of just want to give you a high five right now.
Or we could just bake a cake together. That would be cool, too.

It's funny how this applies to multiple people.


Well if you feel like you are one of them, then you're probably one of them.
I have the greatest biology teacher EVER. Seriously. I am NOT a science-y person, but I like going to bio just because my teacher is psychotic but in a fun way. He has this red chair, and when he pulls it up in front of his desk that he teaches behind, we all know one thing: it's story time. And I don't mean biology-related stories. For the most part, he just tells us random stories whenever there's a little extra time in class (or sometimes when we just need a little pick-me/us-up). So today, he pulled up the story chair, and started talking about how he used to go to his grandparents' farm when he was a kid and how they'd let him feed the chickens with...


I started cracking up when I heard him say that. He then proceeded to go,

"Cern? CERN?!?!" and then started to laugh... if you knew him, you'd understand why the laugh is a huge part of the story. When anyone hears my bio teacher laugh, they automatically know that it's him. Do you know anyone like that, people you know are around just because of their laugh? If I could possibly put my bio teacher's laugh into type, it would look something like this...

aaaaaAAAAAA HA HA HA *wheeze* HA ha haaaa.....

I can't even begin to explain to you how hilarious it is.

What else? What else? Oh oh, prom is on Friday! Woot!

I managed to cut my ring finger on my right hand with ... wait for it... a HAIRCLIP today.

Today is my middle sister's birthday. (I have three older sisters. She's the middle of the three. Get it? haha.)

It's also my Grandma's birthday. She died a few years ago. I can't remember much about her, but the stories are wonderful. She was really beautiful when she was young. My youngest (but still older) sister looks a lot like her, I think. Evidently, my Grandma spoke French. I didn't know that until my mom told me today. I like knowing it, though. Makes me feel like we had more of a connection that I'd originally thought.

Ummm... I don't know if there is anything else worthwhile to say here. I might post again later if I think of something. We shall see. ♥