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christmas!!
Just got back from the Christmas party. Was very bored as expected. Although there were a few highlights. Such when I was sitting in the basement with all the kids and looking around, and realizing that I was looking at the future of the world... and that it wasn't good... not at all....
Some samples-
Dan (9th grade): so i'd never heard the word "emo" before.. what does that even mean??
Daniela: (10th): those are the people with really straight dyed black hair.. and they cover half their faces with it. and when you see pictures of them they're always looking off to the side at like.. a dead cat or something..."
Me: *facepalm*
Dan: oh.. so they're like goths then?
Daniela: no... they're goths in touch with their feminine side.. kinda..
Dan: so they're gay goths!!
Me: (thought: kill me now..)
Daniela: they're just emo...
Dan: so they're metrosexual goths then! i get it now.
Me: *sweatdrop*
Daniela: Gaby, tell them about last valentine's day!
Gaby (8th): Last valentine's day some guy bought me chocolate and a necklace... but he had a big nose!!
Carlos (8th): what does that have to do with anything?
Gaby: It's ugly!!!!!
Nate (8th): does that mean he's jewish?
Daniela: no, i already asked him that...
(while playing smash bros)
Camila (12th): why is there a dragon!? no one was being a dragon!!!
Timmy (5th): that's charizard.
Camila: I dont understand... why is there a dragon???
Me: *sweatdrop*
And let me tell you... having people ask me how old I am is awkward as *hell* now... It's weird to say something without -teen at the end.
Mrs. Badiola: So how old are you now Carolina?
Me: ......*small voice* twenty...
Mrs. B: twe... *double take* twenty!? oh my god..
Me: ....
Gigi: you don't look twenty!!
Me: ....*dies in the corner* (thought: i feel like i did something wrong by turning 20 and not looking it...)
and then sometimes my mom treats me like some super-maid type person..
Me: *walks into kitchen to watch meat cutting* can i help bring things out?
Olga: *goes to grab plate*
Mom: no let her do it! she likes to help.
Me: *returns*
Mom: *hands me two knives* help
Mrs. B: i can help with something.
Mom: no! let her, she likes to help.
Me: *dot dot dot*
Yeeeeeah... I'm sure there was more... but it's late and I dont feel like thinking about it anymore....
Soooo... merry christmas!
Some samples-
Dan (9th grade): so i'd never heard the word "emo" before.. what does that even mean??
Daniela: (10th): those are the people with really straight dyed black hair.. and they cover half their faces with it. and when you see pictures of them they're always looking off to the side at like.. a dead cat or something..."
Me: *facepalm*
Dan: oh.. so they're like goths then?
Daniela: no... they're goths in touch with their feminine side.. kinda..
Dan: so they're gay goths!!
Me: (thought: kill me now..)
Daniela: they're just emo...
Dan: so they're metrosexual goths then! i get it now.
Me: *sweatdrop*
Daniela: Gaby, tell them about last valentine's day!
Gaby (8th): Last valentine's day some guy bought me chocolate and a necklace... but he had a big nose!!
Carlos (8th): what does that have to do with anything?
Gaby: It's ugly!!!!!
Nate (8th): does that mean he's jewish?
Daniela: no, i already asked him that...
(while playing smash bros)
Camila (12th): why is there a dragon!? no one was being a dragon!!!
Timmy (5th): that's charizard.
Camila: I dont understand... why is there a dragon???
Me: *sweatdrop*
And let me tell you... having people ask me how old I am is awkward as *hell* now... It's weird to say something without -teen at the end.
Mrs. Badiola: So how old are you now Carolina?
Me: ......*small voice* twenty...
Mrs. B: twe... *double take* twenty!? oh my god..
Me: ....
Gigi: you don't look twenty!!
Me: ....*dies in the corner* (thought: i feel like i did something wrong by turning 20 and not looking it...)
and then sometimes my mom treats me like some super-maid type person..
Me: *walks into kitchen to watch meat cutting* can i help bring things out?
Olga: *goes to grab plate*
Mom: no let her do it! she likes to help.
Me: *returns*
Mom: *hands me two knives* help
Mrs. B: i can help with something.
Mom: no! let her, she likes to help.
Me: *dot dot dot*
Yeeeeeah... I'm sure there was more... but it's late and I dont feel like thinking about it anymore....
Soooo... merry christmas!
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no, seriously, Id strangle him with the straps to my bondage pants.
*evil grin*
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*pats* no strangling people with your pants accessories...
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