Yesterday was an odd day, to say the least. It started off when, in multimedia, a friend came in the room and poked me on the shoulder. I stared at her as she went “komm mit mich!”, to which I asked “should I fear for my life?”
Ended up that I was inducted into the National Honors Society [NHS]. I ate two sprinkled doughnuts with a diet cola. It’s the snack break of champions.
The rest of the day passed by rather uneventfully. At 4:30, I headed off to work for my pre-bus-girl training kindaness. I received my next paycheck though! $48.45, wooh! Not bad for three days of work, two hours a day. Meep.
I got off work at around 8:30, came home, talked to ‘gome for a little bit, showered, and decided to just veg out and sleep. I planed to watch Good Eats at 10, then Witchblade at 10:30.
At 9:45, the doorbell rang, and my dad came to my room and was like “you have visitors’. There on my front porch were two of my friends, Amanda and Ayla, and off on the sidewalk was another, James. The latter two were in street clothes, while Amanda was in the same pajama pants I was in [from the school blood drive]. All were in odd hats.
“We’ve come for you!”
“Uh…”
So I, in my pajamas and wet hair, donned a hat and my trusty pair of sandals and hopped off into the night with them.
We ended up commandeering Waffles and then decided to leave the neighborhood and pick up another friend, Rochelle. [For the record, me, Amanda, and Rochelle were in pajamas while the other three were in regular clothing.] At one point, we were being followed by a senior-who-graduated-early because we drove by his house [in our neighborhood] and yelled out the window at him.
After all this happened, we opted to go to Caribu Coffee, at which we arrived at 10:50. Rochelle ended up buying, as she was the only person with money on them. >>;
With smoothies, chai tea, and mochas in hand, we ended up cruising down the main road of businesses, marveling at what stores were closed and what were open, making James uncomfortable by talking about boys [“too much estrogen for you, James?”], with Ayla giving us updates on her text messages between her and Matt. We ended up visiting Waffles’s location of employment before turning around and decided that maaaybe we should go back home.
I arrived back at 11:53. My parents were wondering what the hell we did and why. Ayla summed it up best, though: “See? We don’t have to drink to have fun! 8D”