Homecoming Reject.

Being that I can not get a date to homecoming, I decided to hit up an offer to got eat at Applebee's with some friends. The group of us waited for like an hour till we got a small booth for the eight people we had with us. Our waiter was quick and very funny. I being the poorest one asked for a water with a free plate of lemon slices so I can make my own free lemonade. He got our orders and was on his way. A little while later he came back with a napkin and asked if I could write down a fake phone number on it. In my mind, I thought the other waiters had bets of which waiter can get the most phone numbers. I gladly accepted and began to write. While I was performing the task at hand the waiter started to give the explanation of why he needed this unusual deed done. His logic was this. "There is a gay employee over there named Peter and I saw you were just like him and I wanted to know if you can write down a number and see if he takes it". Now, the minute he started talking, I got the clue. I stared at Ekuase mouthing to her' "he thinks I'm gay, he thinks I'm gay", repeatedly. After about two minutes of him explaining this he finale says "and if you're not gay, I am going to feel like a complete asshole". By this point I was no longer embarrassed. I was more embarrassed for him. He gathered from everyone's laughter that I was indeed not gay. I broke through the obnoxious laughing and I told him that I wasn't and he said son of a bitch and walked away. A few minutes later he came back and declared, "There goes my tip", apologized more than a hundred times, and handed me a lemonade and said "no charge". My life is average.

Proper English.

So being that my mother is such a loving mother, she suggested to me that if it is pouring in the morning, I will not have to go to school. Her logic behind this is very educated. Here is my point. My mother said, "If it is flooding here, then it is flooding there. I don't want to go out and get drowndicated." And to think, she graduated high school. way to go private education. You have done your duty. YES! I asked my mother what type of school did attend. She answered private. She included that she hated it. "All there was there was racisest". she said. Just keep on talking mom.

Because of Winn-Dixie

So yesterday I went to Winn-Dixie with my mom. She was on a mission to get three things; sinus medicine, ear drops, and bread. Bread was the first thing she grabbed so next up was the medicine. Down the isle we went when I noticed a spill on the floor. It was pinkish with a white-silverish tint. I stepped over it and continued on our journey. Patty got what she wanted and started for the front of the isle. So I instinctively turned and headed in the same direction. After four minutes of medicine browsing, my attention was shot. My foot didn't grip the floor and my leg jolted forward causing me to flail my arms and my body to be in a split position. My left thigh landed right in the pinkish substance. It splashed on my arm the surrounding shelf products. I stood revealing that the pinkish liquid was not a spill but the smell made it known that it was someone else's bile! Someone threw up in a lane at Winn-Dixie and I, of course, had to be there at that moment. Totally gross.

Throw Back Moment

All of this week in particular, I have been hearing these random throwback songs. Joan Jett, Carly Simon, Cher. Really Cher? What does it all mean? And is it weird that I am getting them for my ipod? Yes I can't resist the power of the Trow back Women!

Windows 98

Still use it even though it's ancient. It works guys. We haven't lost it yet. The funnest thing to do when you have Windows 98, is to call an internet subscriber and when they ask for your model, you reply with Widows 98. There is a silence then a hold on. Try it out!