Weave to the Left, Bob to the Right!
by , 02-01-2008 at 12:37 AM (1624 Views)
An interesting, funny thing happened to me today.
So I was in one of the school's restrooms and I come out of the stall (I was plotting ways to conqueror the world in it) and I go over to the little area where you wash your hands and there was a gaggle of pinks (normals) talking about some sort of dance performance thingy that they were soliciting tickets for and I guess what they were doing was waiting there for people to come out of the bathroom and then solicit the tickets. So I come out (I know I keep going in circles here, just bear with me, this is how my mind works) and the talking and all movement ceases.
The huge, overpowering, thick glasses. The weird t-shirt with some unintelligible words/mutated artwork on it. The unbelieveably skinny, pale frame. Punker shoes. Bed head. No make up. Dark circles around the eyes. Un-styled hair with out-of-style pig tails.
We're not inviting her...she looks so...disgusting and...weird...
Then the talking continued after that little shock of my exsistance/prescene. "Ooooh, I love your hair! Now, I would give you these for free but blah blah blah"
Pinks are effing hilarious.
Hi. Lar. I. Ous. Plastic, stupid, artificial...
And then I go to my little mentoring deal with the nine year olds after school and they tackle me with love and constantly say, "You're pretty (one of them went so far as to call me beautiful) and weird. Weird is good."I do have friends at school, of course, who actually like me, I think, along with my weirdness, however.
As a side note, I got the topic I wanted to research in history, i.e. Vietnam. We had to list our top three choices (Mine were Vietnam, nuclear arms agreement, and the Bay of Pigs/Cuban Missile Crisis) and she would pick. Soooo glad I got Vietnam. Now I can really become an expert.



Pinks are effing hilarious.