I hope my goggles come tomorrow. It's our first pep band tomorrow night, and I want to wear goggles just...so badly...I'll stop now...
Blargh! Weather! It's been snowing a little, so I had to clean off Mitsukuni this morning. But um, problem was getting the doors open. They were iced shut, so it took a bit of effort to pull open the back door and get the ice scraper. Then the front door wouldn't open, so I had to crawl in from the back and kick it open. It's an interesting way to start the morning, but even better was finding out it was 4 degrees outside and laughing my ass off in the parking lot of school. X3;
Anyways, today was a pretty lax day. Not much going on for family living or multimedia...nor AP English...During band, there was a chorus from Ottoman University [I think] come in, so we skipped out on rehearsal for that. It only lasted half the period, so the rest of the time we hung out in the auditorium. I had my stuff with me, so I started doodling in my notebook [the sketchbook nowhere to be found...it was in the scanner bed...]
My little sister Chelsea was sitting next to me, Phil next to her, while two of my freshmen groupies, Sarah and Danny, where a row in front. Anyways, as I doodled, Chelsea started to pay attention and was like "a real face!" [as opposed to a chibi, I guess]. That got Sarah and Danny's attentions, and the next thing I knew, I had the kiddies staring at me drawing while I went "o_o".
I was provoked to start flipping through my notes to show them stuff, which caught Phil's attention, so it became an adventure at looking at my doodles, gauging my boredom, and inquiring what-the-hell was going on when I drew them. At the front of the notebook are loose sheets of whatever, and the first one was a grammar sheet that had some doodles on it. Chelsea briefly saw it before I returned to the page I was drawing on. "Wait! I want to see the attractive man!"
Which cracked me up immensely, and I would not tell her why.
More doodleage, more jokes, though it became the whole "wow Kat, you draw attractive manmeats!" kinda thing. Much lawling.
After school, I checked on my anti-Christ chicken Krankor [dubbed so because, when candled, the inside of the shell is BLACK] and talked to Mr. Robinson about what could be up. Yesterday, I gave him a DVD with the Chicken of Tomorrow short burned onto it, and he watched it, and loved it. Wooh! XD
Then I encountered Chelsea in the hallway and finally explained to her why I laughed every time she called the doodle "the attractive man". It's Mike.
To which she said, "And that's why I'm your little sister."
