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Try Again.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011,
And life keeps rolling on. Maybe "rolling" isn't the right word for it. More like freaking barrelling. .-. Until last night, we've been treated with sun and relatively warm days. Until last night. I genuinely thought spring was be here and flowers would bloom and the spring breeze would whistle through my hair. But nooo. It decided to snow. Hard. I woke up this morning and all I saw out the window was piles of snow quickly building up on the roofs of the houses and fat snowflakes pouring down, like the sky had forgotten to turn off its snow machine. How depressing. :/ That didn't stop me from eating a Melona bar right there in the middle of the near snowstorm though. 8D (For those who don't know what a Melona bar is; it's an absolutely DIVINE type of ice cream bar. Expensive, but totally worth it.) My friend counted about five people who leered at me, giggling and licking that damned good ice cream bar. I probably have a cold now, but seriously. It tasted amazing. Then, to warm myself up, I decided to drink an X-large coffee. Which completed my good day. Why was it a good day? WELL. I shall tell you now, instead of doing my homework! 8D We took our graduation pictures today. Basically, we got to wear the robe thing and hold a fake bunch of flowers and a fake diploma and put on a fake smile. Everyone had to wear white collared shirts because it looks good with the robe apparently. The guys had to wear ties. *smirk* It was a nice change seeing the guys in such formal attire. A nice from the T-shirts and hoodies. For some reason, it was.. almost cute. o//o (Note that I will never say this aloud. I can't bear the embarrassment.) But seriously, the ties and everything. They looked like they were at a wedding or something. So ANYWAY. We were called down two by two, when the previous pair finished, the next two went down. There were two photographers, a man and a woman. A certain classmate was just finishing up with his photo, taken by the man. He [the classmate] was just taking off the robe and walking away when the photographer yelled, "EAT STINKY SPAGHETTI!" after him. My classmate made a face and high-tailed it out of there. Of course, I was stuck with the stinky spaghetti photographer. I mean, I liked him. He was funny. Entertaining. Example of one of the shots: Photographer: Okay, smile at the camera! Tilt your chin...But a particularly disturbing conversation was when he was arranging the flowers on my arm and the diploma. Photographer: *moves the flowers around* So, do you have a date for the graduation dance yet?That was absolutely mortifying. And the weird thing is? The guy he mentioned was a guy I once liked for a certain period of time. *coughs* Anyway. My friends had a good laugh about it when I told them. But they were pretty much convinced that we like each other. Apparently, quite a people in our class thought so. One of them kept saying that we were going to be married. I cannot express how... horrifying that thought is. I mean, it's not that I don't like him or anything. But there's just something about him that ticks me off. We're fine as "friendly classmates", thankyouverymuch. Otherwise, today was a good day. Certainly better than some other days. :] But if I had won something from the coffee cup roll-up thing, it would have been an even better day. Instead, I got a "Try again." :/ Ahh, I really need to write more. :/ |
    
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