Homecoming

Hey heyy people. It's been yet another week, but this past week has been amaazing! Homecoming at my school is EPIC and being a senior and a member of the most spirited class ever to pass through the halls of any building ever created makes it even better. I dressed up everyday for the spirit days, but my favorite ones were Tuesday, when I was a pirate, Wednesday when I was Hawkgirl and a bunch of my friends were other Justice Leaguers, and Friday when I got to wear a toga, per senior tradition. Actually, funny story with the pirate outfit. My bus broke down on the way home that day, so my mom picked me up and before we got back to my house decided that she'd have me go into the store and get her some Coke. I was completely decked out with a fake sword and eyepatch and everything and I thought it was funny how people were looking at me weird while pretended like I was completely normal (by that time I had figured out how to walk with the eyepatch so I didn't run into things). There was this man, an older Indian man I'm guessing, who was standing at the end of the aisle I was going to and when he saw me, he started discretely backing away. When I was in the aisle, I looked back over towards him and he was peering around the edge of the aisle, watching me. It took everything I had to keep from laughing out loud. He was either scared, or thought I was crazy/high. I participated in the skit competition, which the Seniors won btw, and had to wear a fancy strapless dress and high wedges and act like a ditsy celeb. At one point I get to "slap" a guy and quote the movie Moonstruck ("Snap out of it!") and be all up in his face, but the he come back with "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" and pushes me away. Then I get to be all offended. It was great. (I'm doing some serious tense mixing here. But meh) What was horrible though, like scream out loud, complain to everyone who will listen and a ton of people who won't, is that Seniors got second place to the juniors in the musical extravaganza competition. Each class choreographs six minutes to music that fits their theme. I sat through the competition twice and the other classes' performances were frankly awful: uncoordinated, off key singers, bad dancing...all that junk. But ours was ammazing. One of my friends dressed up as Rafiki from the Lion King and did a freaking awesome job at it, we had dudes with no shirts and body paint jumping off each other's backs, great music, swing dancing. It was simply amazing. And then we lose to the juniors, who stole one of their songs and the dance moves to go with it from last year's chorus spring show. Ughh! So frustrating. At least we won the game. 34-7. Which is surprising because our team sucks. Tonight is the dance, and I just realized that I'm wasting hella amounts of time on here and chasing Baby away from the cat and other stuff. I should go start getting ready. And learn to walk in the shoes I gotta wear tonight. Don't wanna fall. Or break anything, like my ankle.

I promise a good, well written ,interesting, long enough-to-be-considered-a-post post tomorrow or Monday (long weekend. Thank you Columbus (even though he did kill Indians and thought for his entire life that he had gone to India. But we get a day off of school for his stupidity which rock cuz I have an 8 page research proposal to get out this weekend.))
♥j.j.