Yes, I did change my template because I am happy and just learned how.
I had the best day yesterday/this afternoon. Seriously. Nothing could've been better. Let's do this thing.
Friday morning: Wake up and go to school. I had tea, so my taste buds were happy.
First Block: EHAP. My teacher was slaphappy, and as a 70 year old man, did an Irish Jig in front of class. It was hilarious, and I was explosively happy.
Third Block (I only had odd blocks): I took the standardized assesment, and upon completing it began watching "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest". But what I really did was listen to my acquaintance talk about drugs, which was enlightening. Not that I plan to start them.
Fifth Block: Best drama class yet. All the lovely freshman all gathered around and we started telling jokes. The circle went like so:
Gibby: The hilariously awkward kid, who is dating Charlotte. He read most of the jokes.
Ian: Classic jock, he messes with kids about being gay, but secretly I think he is gay.
Dancerboy: You know about him. I don't like him anymore, but we are still friends. He got a haircut, and looks like Edward.
Charlotte: The dirty girl who doesn't care if you know it. She is cool for sure. Dating Gibby.
Me: Quiet in that class, and the resident "indie" kid. I'm not really indie though, so don't believe that.
Christine: The perfect goodie-goodie. Extremely innocent.
Hovering- William: One of the most annoying kids ever. I don't think he gets sex jokes. He is very loud though. He didn't really talk much.. Or laugh.
So we were in the circle, and we were just telling jokes. They started out harmless, and then we went to antijokes. And then we got on a reddit thread of "Offensive Jokes". As Gibby read the jokes to the group his voice got softer and softer. Our sub actually fell asleep. The dirtier the joke, the softer his voice. The jokes were EXTREMELY offensive to every single minority possible. Still, we laughed. By the middle, we decided that we were all going to hell. They were jokes that you would slap yourself for laughing at, but you just couldn't help it. On occasion William would ask what a joke meant. We just couldn't bring ourselves to answering, they were that bad. While I sat there I realized that this is what I missed from my old group of friends in 7th grade. We were all a community, joining because of a similar sense of humor. For the record, I am not at all racist, sexist, or prejudiced to any groups of people. Neither are the people in that group. They just know how to laugh. At first I felt bad laughing, and I didn't know if I should. But then we were all like, "Hell, we know this stuff is funny, and sometimes you just need to have time like this". If I were to wish for one thing I would wish these kind of community moments would happen more often. Not necessarily being a community because of offensive jokes, but any community where people just get a side of me. I'm definitely the girl who was yelling "KINDNESS!" while laughing uncontrollably. So, yeah I guess the main point is that I had the best time with them.
Seventh Block: In Spanish we just did a lot of silly learning things. They weren't too bad, and I was so slaphappy, I couldn't care if they were boring.
Then after school I talked to my friend Meghan whom I have missed dearly lately. She is one of those people that gives you tons of compliments and makes you feel awesome. I passed by her while walking with a couple of other friends, and stopped to talk to her and she was like, "Thais! Oh how I have missed you darling. I love you so much prettylady...". She also said a bunch of other stuff, but I don't feel like transcribing our conversation. Basically, she puts me on top of the world. I came home and ate Chipotle, which was beyond delicious. I proceeded to get online and look at whatever I wanted. I chatted with a few people, videochatted Janie, and then went to the book of faces where I talked to Jessica about attractive men, which was one of the most lovely conversations I have had in forever. Definitely was a community moment, even if she is just one person. People full of awesome are worth like 3 people. Yeps.
Finally I went to asleep at 12:14pm, and woke up at 11:55am today. Well rested I ate ice cream for breakfast, and a tuna sandwich with red peppers and cheese. Then I talked to Tia again (finally) and at 4:56 the father came in and asked if I wanted to go to church. Upon my answering "No" he left, symbolizing my freedom! Ah, I am so excited. The parents have officially given up on me. It feels so good.
--nala