11.01.2003
So…better late than never, eh? I decided to blog, because I was inspired today. Someone told me how much they LOVE my blog – contrary to my thinking that NO ONE ever reads it anymore. Heheh...
well. I had a request to blog about the FRENCH III Atlanta trip, so here goes…
Atlanta. – GREAT. …or maybe that’s just because I was doped up on NyQuil the whole time. (oh, one of life’s great mysteries) only stopping for food AND ice cream (yayy), we drove 9 straight hours to Atlanta to see the play Les Miserables. (‘un roman’ we had been reading en classe) So anyways. We watched lots and lots of movies on Mrs. Bryan’s kickass car DVD player – including Au Chocolat (I think). (hey! We were all girls…and it was French…IT JUST FIT THE OCCASION) but the fun REALLY didn’t start until we got there…
…and realized the windowssss openeddddd. On the 10th…ish floorrrrr. No screeensssss.
Woohoo. Immediately we felt the urge to hang out of them and shout french obscenities. (BonJOUUUUUr(gh), CaRo(gh)LAAAne) Ok, the blog is doing this NO JUSTICE. It was absolutely hilarious. Yun has multiple pictures of just our butts – because we spent the majority (OK, ALL) of our time hanging out of the window while at l’hotel. Some people were even nice enough to respond!
…unlike our pizza man. I mean, *SCREAM* …”ONE WOULD THINK” that you would learn to speak English before you opened up a pizza place in AMERICA. (yun and I are working out the sound bit for this one so that you can get the total affect)
“PeaCHtREE?! Even if you pay me $50 dollars I would not deliver to peachtree!”
so when I attempted to get pizza hut’s number (I figured someone who spoke English would work there) I had to dial 0. all I get is, “SORRY, I cannot give you dat number…you do not dial 0. you do not go far enough. You must dial DOUBLE 0 INFO.)
ok…my question is, when did the foreigners take over the universe?
If I remember nothing else in this lifetime, the one thing I will remember would be yun gee on the phone, in the british accent repeating, “NO…just….DELETE that…SCRATCH TH ….we want cheesesti….NO…we don’t want a free coke…we want some cheesestic…..DELETE the extra pizza, AGH!!!!!!”
– at this point in time, I’m on the opposite end of the hotel room, on the floor with a pillow in my face….screaming...and rolling around...and…other things…. *sigh*
but not before I recite the hotel’s “promise to the customer”.
Yeah…more like, “sunshine blown up the customer’s ass”
“Our luxurious bathrooms (fine print: you can fit 3 whole people in them!) and comfortable(ish) beds are only surpassed by our continental breakfasts (2 bagels and some coffee/piss), here at ________(insert crap hotel name here).”
ANYWAYS, you get the picture.
But OH did we have fun. (especially Mrs. Bryan on the way back during our rendition of “Little Mermaid Sing Along –5 different languages!”)
I think the last time I’ve laughed that much was during the first presidential speech.
Gotta love it.
so, cheerleading is officially over. Seems REALLY creepy (ok, well, we still have basketball games, but I don’t count those). Something that seemed as if it would never end…just has.
Hmmm…cant figure out how I feel about this one.
Homecoming = piss. (ok, sophs get kudos for decorations)
1.) My date walks in, dad asks where we are going afterwards, I look at him, because not even I know, and he whips out a hotel room key. GOOD MOVE.
2.) We get to the restaurant; my date complains that his ‘lean’ is going away. (nice to know that he drove me while ‘leaning’)
3.) He fusses about the check being 26ish dollars…my meal was $3.99.
4.) He takes off his nice shirt & tie immediately upon arrival at dance – I have to bitch at him to put his stuff back on long enough to take a picture.
5.) In the picture I look pregnant. (:P)
6.) Midway through the dance my date leaves for the hotel room. (OH, but I get invited!!)
7.) Last dance…Last homecoming…EVER...yup. with a freshman. Woohoo
8.) John and Anna were nice enough to drive me home.
9.) ETA= 12:00ish.
MY HOMECOMING ROCKED!
Yeah, and Chad, if you think you are getting turtles in time back, think again. They were PRESENTS.
So…things are coming to another wrap, kiddos – I will be able to blog more now that things have slowed down…and I know you are losing hope, because I have said that like, 4 times in a row now.
BUT ANYWAYS, before I leave, I’ll leave you with 18 bumper stickers I’d like to see:
(now that I’m 18 - *wink&grin*)
18. If you can't feed 'em, don't breed 'em!"
17. Jesus loves you...but everyone else thinks you are an asshole.
16. Impotence...Nature's way of saying "No hard feelings."
15. The proctologist called...they found your head.
14. Everyone has a photographic memory...some just don't have any film.
13. Save your breath...You'll need it to blow up your date.
12. Your ridiculous little opinion has been noted.
11. I used to have a handle on life...but it broke off.
10. WANTED: Meaningful overnight relationship.
9. Guys...just because you have one, doesn't mean you have to be one.
8. Some people just don't know how to drive...I call these people "Everybody But Me”.
7. Heart Attacks...God's revenge for eating His animal friends.
6. Don't like my driving? Then quit watching me.
5. If you can read this...I can slam on my brakes and sue you.
4. Some people are only alive because it is illegal to shoot them.
3. Try not to let your mind wander...It is too small and fragile to be out by itself.
2. Hang up and drive!!
AND THE NUMBER ONE BUMPER STICKER I'D LIKE TO SEE!!
1. Welcome to America . . .NOW SPEAK ENGLISH
Prehistoric Turtlesaurus – Let’s Kick Shell!
(That will be added to my shirt collection, Alex)
~iM OuT~
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